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Bad Bull: A Short Story

Sean is a teacher who is writing about his spiritual adventures to help other people find balance and self-respect.

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The council of the Intergalactic Federation had begun about an hour ago. All the thirty-three Galactors, the representatives of thirty-three different Galactic Systems, were present, representing more than one hundred and twenty thousand civilizations from various parts of the known Universe. This Federation was the realization of a Utopia. It had achieved to create conditions of real prosperity and happiness for all the worlds that constituted it.

It had been based on two fundamental principles which were also written in a large inscription on the wall just behind the chairman of the council.

• Give everyone the opportunity to become what can by nature be.

• Love is the answer to all problems.

The Federation respected the diversity of each civilization, at whatever level this was, its customs and ethics, and used all its positive elements to enhance the prosperity of its whole. At the same time, it was trying to help each civilization to overcome, in the best possible way, its every negative characteristic or any problem it was facing. Always, however, every action was done concerning the choices and desires of the beings who constituted each world or culture and with Love for every creature and creation of the Great Architect of the Universe, as was the official title they used for God. They called Him this way because they believed He had created the Universe with Wisdom and Love. Thus the Intergalactic Federation had evolved into a "living" organism, which the various prosperous worlds, constituting it, were its "cells".

Apart from examining and solving, in the best possible way, the problems created in the different Worlds of the Federation, the Council of the Galactors had one more, significant role. To watch over other worlds and cultures that were not part of the Federation, in order to offer them any help that could empower their moral and technical progress, according to their capabilities and needs, so that at some point they would be able to join the Federation if they wished so.

In this part of their conversation, they would pass now. So the chairman of the council turned to Knik A'Dam. This Galactor was a representative of the Galactic system Glout' Zaar, which at the official language of the Federation meant "the New Worlds." It had taken this name because, in this Galactic system, there were the most of the New Worlds of the Federation. That is, most of the planets that it contained had appeared life and afterwards culture, much more recently than any other Galactic System. Nevertheless, in Glout' Zaar belonged some of the more advanced and wise worlds despite their "young age". One of them had as elected leader the wise and noble Knik A'dam, to whom the chairman spoke, asking him to inform the council about a new civilization that has been under discreet inspection for some time now.

We have to mention that a discreet inspection of a new culture by the people of Federation meant monitoring and gathering of information, without their presence being perceptible by the inhabitants of the planet. There were agents of the Federation in these worlds, but they were always undercover, taking the form of the inhabitants and living a normal life among them. In some rare cases, they could also take the form of some other creatures of the planet, not those who developed the most sophisticated culture. There were cases in which the most useful information had been collected by agents who had taken the form of an animal or a tree of the inspected planet.

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So, the gathering of information was proceeding not only discreetly, but also with respect for all the creatures and elements of the examined world. Until now had never been a reported case of a problem that has been caused by Federal agents on a planet. Just some random reports of residents who had witnessed the flight of transport aircraft. Unfortunately, because of the conditions on some planets, the approach of Federation's agents to them, from the carrier spaceships, could not always be left unseen. So such reports existed in different worlds but were usually quickly forgotten as they were interpreted by the rest of the inhabitants as creations of the imagination of those who reported them.

"Tell us, please, my good friend, Knik. What is the report about the new world we are inspecting in your area? The one, its inhabitants, call Earth if I'm not wrong." said the chairman of the council.

"Indeed, Eminent Compeer, they call their world Earth..." replied Knik A’Dam with respect. And he continued: "Unfortunately, the news we have from our agents is not very positive. This is a complicated case, and I do not know if it would be wise to get involved, for now at least".

The rest of the Galactors were watching him with interest. The chairman interrupted him:

"It sounds strange to me what you say Knik because, according to the reports I had read, I thought they had reached a sufficiently advanced stage of technical and electronic civilization. I think they have already started travelling in space! Or am I wrong?"

"You are not wrong, Compeer Brother, it is the truth. Several years ago, they sent a spacecraft to a satellite of their planet, called Moon, and now they are preparing a trip to a neighbouring uninhabited planet. Indeed, they have developed a good electronic and technical civilization, relatively primitive, of course, but at a level that would justify our help. But the problem is their moral culture."

Knik made a brief pause giving the time to the rest of the participants to process the first information because he knew that what he was going to say would surprise them negatively.

"Explain to us, please, my dear friend, what do you mean," said the chairman with obvious impatience.

Knik stood pensive for a moment and then said, "I honestly do not know what to start with! It is strange to find a culture that has so big difference between its technological and moral level. For example, the planet has a population of about seven billion people, of whom more than half, live in the plight of lack of basic goods such as food, education, healthcare and..." he deliberately paused before he adds "... drinking water".

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You could see the same expression of wonder on the faces of the other thirty-two Galactors, though they had such different appearances as they came from such different worlds. But it was obvious! Then it quickly turned into a negative astonishment after the last words of Knik A'Dam. The lack of drinking water was something that could touch even the toughest of them, and the truth is that there were several of them in the council.

"But then it is an obvious fact that we have to intervene!" Was Greo Lamb Rnoth who cut in. He was one of the most respected councillors who counted thirty-five Altruan years of life, which is about a thousand three hundred years on Earth. "Water is not just a necessity; it is the Holy Gift of the Great Architect! It is the source of life, we all know this, we have to help them..."

"My Noble Master and Compeer Brother you are fair about what you are saying, but in this case, things are a bit complicated..." Knik replied, "... the problem is not that the water is running out, it is that they pollute or waste it recklessly and that's why there is a lack of it, especially in the poorer parts of the planet's population!"

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An intense murmur was heard in the council, the Galactors started to speak to each other with surprise, clearly annoyed by what they had just heard.

"They pollute the water! What culture is that then?" Cried the chairman.

"That indicates ignorance and disrespect; I could say blasphemy against the Creator, but isn't that a reason for us to help them understand?" Greo Lamb Rnoth intervened again.

"Here is where the issue becomes even more complicated..." continued Knik, "... while they know that what they do is unacceptable and crime, they continue to do it out of greed! Let me explain. The material wealth of the planet is collected by a very small percentage of the inhabitants. Most of those people are morally corrupt and do not care about the living conditions of the rest. For the purpose of their personal gain, they destroy everything without any limits. The lives of the poor and the weak, the lives of the other organisms, the ecosystem of the planet, and have managed to influence even the climate with the overheating of the atmosphere they cause."

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Knik made a short pause waiting to calm the murmur in the council, a murmur which was becoming a noise due to the frustration that his description had created.

"Be quiet, please, my Brothers..." said the chairman, raising his voice a little. Quietness immediately returned to the room. "Let me understand..." the chairman continued, "... do you mean that a part of the population of this planet lives at the expense of the rest of the people and the rest of the planet's organisms, destroying everything without care?"

"Unfortunately, that's exactly what's happening..." Knik said with sadness in his voice.

"But, tell me please, could the planet provide sufficient resources for all its creatures to live prosperously?" Asked Elder Greo Lamb Rnoth.

"Yes, Master, our data shows that with the proper management of the planet's resources, all the inhabitants, or even more, along with all the other creatures could live in harmony, prosperity and happiness, because it is truly a beautiful and rich planet".

"Then I return to my original hypothesis. I believe that is necessary to help them understand, they cannot be so foolish. If we explain them the absurdity and danger of their acts, they may choose the way of Respect, and so all the creatures of the planet will live prosperously as our Creator would like."

Knik hesitated for a moment and then said: "Dear Master Greo Lamb Rnoth, my opinion cannot be compared with your wisdom, that is sure. But I would like to explain a few more things to you, so that you can finally decide about the measure of the stupidity of the inhabitants of this planet and if we can help them, at least for the time being. For example, they are still hunting!"

The council room froze for a few moments. The Galactors looked at each other in big question. Everyone was trying to figure out if they had heard well. The chairman broke the silence.

"What do you mean? Hunting!? With a technological civilization that gives them the capability of travelling in space, they need to hunt to eat? How is this possible?"

The rest, with their moves, showed that they had the same question. Knik knew he had to explain all that had made him be surprised and disappointed when he learned them from his agents on Earth.

"They are hunting not to eat, but because they consider it as a pleasure. In some cases, they call it a sport!" He said shortly.

New frigidity in the room. New expressions of surprise.

"What?" The chairman stood up. "Do you mean they are hunting creatures of the planet, weak and defenceless, and they kill them, and they call it a sport?"

"Unfortunately, yes..." Knik replied, "... and there is worse than that..."

"How is this possible?" Said Greo Lamb Rnoth, with more despair than a query, "Worse than this absurdity?"

"I had the same reaction, Honorable Master, when I heard how things are. They have a wicked activity, a sport, as they call it, the Bullfight. During this activity, in an arena in front of the eyes of a huge crowd, a man armed with swords and spears awaits a large male animal called a bull. They frighten this animal in various ways to become aggressive and then they are releasing it into the arena. The armed man provokes it, even more, to force it to attack in its attempt to protect its life. Then, under the acclamations of the crowd, he injures the animal many times until it dies from bleeding. Finally, he celebrates with the crowd above the body of the dead animal."

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Knik stopped talking and looked at the faces of the other thirty-two Galactors who were clearly overwhelmed and silent. Greo Lamb Rnoth broke the silence for one more time. He stood up and said:

"My brothers, obviously we are dealing with a great paradox. An imbalance in the evolution of a civilization, which is not common. A culture sophisticated technologically but with primitive ethics. A moral stupidity that I do not know if we can help them overcome it, but I think that if we do not do something, they may soon self-destruct..."

"Excuse me, Master; I'll have to stop you again, because you did not hear the last one I have to tell you. After that we decide," said Knik.

"For God's sake, can it be more?" The Elder cried with even more surprise.

"Unfortunately, yes," said Knik, and continued. "One of our agents told me that recently in a bullfight a bull fatally injured a bullfighter, something that had not happened for many years. So sad, so far, but nothing strange in my view, because, to tell the truth, it seemed strange to me, that it had not happened for so many years! The shock came after it. The authorities decided to kill the bull and his mother to erase the generation of the 'killer'."

"It is not possible! It can't be true!" Said the chairman who apparently had reached his limits.

"But sadly it is! We cross-checked it through a lot of news media on the planet," Knik said. He sat down with a heavy heart. He was feeling sorry for the report he had to bring to the council.

Greo Lamb Rnoth, who was listening with great surprise despite his wisdom which had gained through many different - and sometimes extreme - experiences, said:

"My brothers, after what we have just heard, my opinion had changed. My proposal now is not to intervene at all. One civilization - if we could call it so anyway - that kills weak creatures without an excuse, just for sports, and punishes an animal and his generation because it is trying to defend itself, is so morally corrupt that you cannot teach them the meaning of Respect and Love for this incredible creation that we call the Universe. You cannot explain it to them if they do not understand it through hard lessons. And I'm sure that some of these will follow for these ignorant, cruel and selfish people. I believe the planet itself will find the solution and if it is necessary, it will get rid of this 'problem' to start again, from the beginning. What we can do now is to ask the Great Wise One to illuminate them. He will definitely offer them the best opportunities for change. I wish they could understand and choose the right."

Unanimously the council agreed with the words of wise Greo Lamb Rnoth. They joined hands and prayed with love for this planet that its inhabitants call Earth.

© 2018 Ioannis Arvanitis

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