Jack and the Beanstalk - The Modern Day Version
Now, the prospect of easy wealth and mindless entertainment appealed to Jack's
bourgeois sensibilities, so he picked up both the harp and the hen and started
to run for the front door. Then he heard thundering footsteps and a booming voice
"FEE, FIE, FOE, FUM, "I smell the blood of an English person! "I'd
like to learn about his culture and views on life! "And share my own perspectives
in an open and generous way!"
Unfortunately, Jack was too crazed with greed to accept the giant's offer
of a cultural interchange. "It's only a trick," thought Jack. "Besides,
what's a giant doing with such fine, delicate things? He must have stolen them
from somewhere else, so I have every right to take them." His frantic justifications
remarkable for someone with his overtaxed mental resources revealed a terrible
callousness to the giant's personal rights. Jack apparently was a complete sizeist,
who thought that all giants were clumsy, knowledge-impaired, and exploitable.
When the giant saw Jack with the magic harp and the hen, he asked, "Why
are you taking what belongs to me?"
Jack knew he couldn't outrun the giant, so he had to think fast. He blurted
out, "I'm not taking them, my friend. I am merely placing them in my stewardship
so that they can be properly managed and brought to their fullest potential. Pardon
my bluntness, but you giants are too simple in the head and don't know how to
manage your resources properly. I'm just looking out for your interests. You'll
thank me for this later."
Jack held his breath to see if the bluff would save his skin. The giant sighed
heavily and said, "Yes, you are right. We giants do use our resources foolishly.
Why, we can't even discover a new beanstalk before we get so excited and pick
away at it so much that we pull the poor thing right out of the ground!"
Jack's heart sank. He turned and looked out the front door of the castle.
Sure enough, the giant had destroyed his beanstalk. Jack grew frightened and cried,
"Now I'm trapped here in the clouds with you forever!"
The giant said, "Don't worry, my little friend. We are strict vegetarians
up here, and there are always plenty of beans to eat. And besides, you won't be
alone. Thirteen other men of your size have already climbed up beanstalks to visit
us and stayed."
So Jack resigned himself to his fate as a member of the giant's cloud commune.
He didn't miss his mother or their farm much, because up in the sky there was
less work to do and more than enough to eat. And he gradually learned not to judge
people based on their size ever again, except for those shorter than he.
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