Some mischievous Boys were playing on the edge of a pond, and, catching sight of some Frogs swimming about in the shallow water, they began to amuse themselves by pelting them with stones, and they killed several of them. At last one of the Frogs put his head out of the water and said, "Oh, stop! stop! I beg of you: what is sport to you is death to us."

I especially like some of the fables without the axiomatic statements at the end.

In this one, the boys remind me of the elite and how they might treat their decision-making, while it is the plebs who have to deal with the consequences.

That meme of all the tech-billionaires smoking cigars in the parking lot comes to mind.