Today’s words: Diversify, Example, Laniary, Charta
Word count: 615
Completion time: 1 hour
Summary: The head of a major food co-operation finds a
document condemning the consumption of animals.
This could have been done so SO much better with actual
facts and stuff and it does nothing for veganism but it’s essay time at uni and
this was the best I could come up with right now... But hey, this is supposed to be improvised, right? And it really was!
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“We can’t let anyone see this,” the head of the food company
whispered, looking over the charta that her assistant had found tucked away in
the archived section of the building. “Why was this even here? Destroy it,
immediately,” she handed it to the perplexed-looking assistant, pressing it
into his palm like he was a baby likely to drop it, “and if you find any more
of its kind, dispose of them in the same manner, do I make myself clear?”
“This is an extraordinary revelation, though,” the assistant
protested, staring at the tattered parchment like it had come straight from
another planet. “If this got out, especially to groups like Animal Aid or Peta,
hell, if it got out to one vegan or
vegetarian, it could have a massive impact on everything and everyone; it’d spread
like wildfire.” He held the charta next to his face. “The laniary argument
would be blown out of the water, for one.”
“The what?” The
word appeared to her like a bad smell.
“Laniary...you know,” he lowered his arm, “canine, pointed
teeth.”
“Speak English, then.” She fixed him with a look she’d give
to a badly behaved dog. “I can’t keep up with this science mumbo jumbo you come
out with at the most inconvenient of times.”
“Yes, anyway...sorry,” he quickly apologised, realising how rude
he sounded. “As I was saying, the argument that humans have canines meant for
meat, that humans were in fact designed to eat meat, would never have a leg to
stand on. Like, think, why do humans kill animals anyway? Because they can’t talk?
Because we’re used to it? If we really take time to question the reality--”
“This is why you need to get rid of it, it’s corrupting you
already!” she hissed, putting both hands on his shoulders and guiding him
towards the door. “I don’t care how, just, for God’s sake...” she fumbled
around in her pocket and produced a lighter, struggling to light it with
unsteady hands. “Fuck it, I’ll destroy it myself.”
He shrugged himself free of her like ‘crazy’ was contagious.
“We’re inside!”
Moaning loudly, she threw her hands up and spun around to
face the floor-to-ceiling window that looked onto the car park. “Look, the more
we diversify humans from pigs and cows and sheep and whatever else, the more
money we make, the more we are allowed the freedom to kill them and turn them
into our product which is...?” she turned and raised her eyebrows expectantly,
making hand gestures meant to hurry him up.
“Um...lip-smackingly good?”
“Bingo. I will not risk it coming out that animals and
humans used to live in ‘harmony’ together...”
“For years and years!”
She stared at him, unreceptive and through gritted teeth
continued: “... Until, due to a massive crop failure, one of the villagers
proposed that they cook and eat the livestock, and why? Because they saw them
as inferior beings just because they didn’t share the same language.”
The assistant held the charta up to read from it. “Then,
said villagers who indulged in the murder were...called forth and executed by
the head of the village,” he flicked his eyes up to look over the top of the
paper, “or so it says.”
“Animals are for
eating, it was perfectly justified.”
He sighed, exasperated. “Well apparently, we’re not supposed
to be eating meat.”
“If that is in fact a genuine article from history!” she
snatched it from him. “You’re wavering.” Shoving past him, she strode into the
hall, clutching the charta so hard that it was beyond creased. “I’ll burn it
myself...and then I’ll buy twice as much meat when the day is over. Fucking
hippies.”
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