A Skunk on Steemit [Original Fable]

Once upon a time, in a far forest, there was a skunk who couldn't keep his job.

He first worked for a bear as his bodyguard to keep the bees in the distance while the bear eats the honey. But the bear fired the skunk because the honey started to smell weirdly. So, the skunk tried to work as a babysitter for a boar... it also ended badly because the baby swines developed allergies on him. Then, the rabbit employed our skunk to distract the hunters, but it seemed that hunters kept the distance form him, so his new job was pointless. So, the skunk was unemployed and very sad.

One day he heard two owls talking about Steemit and he liked what he has heard.

He decided to join. So he created the account and opened few posts to see how others do that. Then, he made his first post, a masterpiece of introduction! He represented the life in the forest, uploaded dozen of photos and made an awesome signature at the end of his post. He also considered to make his own series of posts, his own niche to attract the followers of his kind.

But unfortunately, his posts smelled badly!

Everyone on Steemit who opened one of his posts had to cover the nose.

If you had opened a post by skunk for longer than few seconds, your whole room would start to stink and that smell would cause the corrosive tears in your eyes, it would burn your shutters and you would be blind for a week.

Suddenly, the whole network started to stink as sewer.

But the skunk still didn't realize that, he acted friendly and tried to be the best Steemer he could. He decided to join on steemit.chat but when he showed up in some chat rooms, all other users just vanished. Then he joined Discord in order to support the community and maybe, eventually, some will notice him and give him their upvotes...
He tried to promote his new series "Secret forest paths".

Those were average posts, but he saw that some users get good rewards by posting shit, so he realized that he just needs good contacts.

But wherever he showed up, everybody was gone in a second. So he started to send direct messages to people to upvote him. And some did, just because they were sorry to see this miserable skunk begging for support. Some whales thought that if they give him their upvotes, he will stop, he'll be gone and eventually, the stink will disappear from Steemit and the chat rooms.

But they were wrong!

No, he didn't stop!

He smelled the money on Steemit and he became more active than ever! He became a real ass licker. He was harassing more powerful Steemit users to upvote him, and they had to, because the longer they refused, the longer he was sending them those stinky messages.
That's how the fresh air left the Steemit and it started to smell as a pigsty.

Steemit developers had to do something to bring back the fresh air and hygiene on Steemit.

So they discussed a lot and they could't find the solution to prevent the stinky skunk to send them stinky messages. First they tried to ignore him. They didn't open his posts, they stopped upvoting him. But he always came back with the message:

"Did I say something wrong?", or "Maybe you missed my post?", or "Please, upvote me, I will say thanks at the bottom of my post."!

And whenever they got some of these messages, their whole homes just filled with that awful smell. And that smell was famable, so people started to be afraid for their lives and lives of their families. Especially after they heard that one guy chatted with the skunk while smoking a cigarette and the guy just exploded.

Steemcleaners also tried everything.

They washed all the network with abrasives and chemicals but smell was still there.
One of the developers came up with a solution! e just said to others:

"Let's give this guy our posting keys! So he will be able to upvote himself with our Steem Power and he will not pollute our network with stinky messages anymore! We won't have to open his posts or touch that smelly upvote button with our clean mouse arrows."

And that's how the skunk got the keys of some powerful Steemit users and started to upvote himself every day.

He started getting very high rewards, much higher than many better and more talented Steemit users. Eventually, he started posting shitty posts, because, he was getting the rewards anyway. He made much money, but he wasn't much as a supporter for others.

Every fable has the point and this one has more than one:

1. No matter how stinky you are, you can succeed on Steemit!
2. Never be ashamed of what you are!
3. Persistence gets rewarded, quality doesn't!

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Thank you!