People, as far as I was concerned, drew a veil over that story. They avoided facing the tank; they agreed he wasn’t brave but stupid, and his braveness equaled his stupidity; they believed there was no victory for his braveness, there was only the failure of his stupid act. The end of the story, as they had expected, was no more than a lesson to learn. Absolutely! No bare hand could win against a tank! The tank would destroy the hand before the hand dared rise to the surface. It was as simple as that.