One day when I was 11 and my sister 13 she had a dime to buy an ice cream, half-way home she said she didn't like it and said she was going to throw it away; I asked her for it and she gave me the nastiest look I've ever received in my life and threw it in the dirt at my feet.
I don't get it. I hope I don't sound naive, but I don't see the analogy, moral, or whatever it is supposed to be.
Nevermind, I see it now. LOL, I can't believe I didn't earlier. Sorry to waste everyone's time.