There's a new superhero on the streets of Big City. He's the Veggie Avenger, and every day he does battle against the meat industry, the milk lobby and the fast food chains. Our hero has no super-human powers. He has no mask and he has no cape (but he does
have a rather snazzy sport coat.) Relying only on his cunning and his good eyesight, he works to preserve the not-so-American way of Mom, apple pie, and tofu dogs.
Today we bring you two stories of the Veggie Avenger in action.
"Tacos in the Elevator"
Our story begins as our hero has taken a job as an elevator operator in a Big City skyscraper. (In this job he truly can leap a tall building in a single bound.) The elevator fills with his first load of passengers, and, just as the door closes and they begin their ascent, the Veggie Avenger brings out an old shopping bag.
Veggie Avenger [to the passengers]: You thought this was going to be an ordinary, boring elevator ride, didn't you?
Woman [leery]: That's certainly what we were hoping for.
The Veggie Avenger moves closer, and as the crowd backs away he holds up a "recycled" (i.e., he bought it at a garage sale) Tupperware container.
Man: Is that a bomb? Are we hostages?
VA [laughing]: No! I just want to offer you free samples of the Veggie Avenger's famous earth-loving tacos. Good for you, good for the environment! They're all organic. No chemical pesticides or fertilizers, and absolutely
no animal flesh.
Woman [even more leery]: What's in them?
The Veggie Avenger, prepared as always, shrugs and mutters something about not reading the label on the package.
Young Boy [stepping forward]: I'll try one. [he puts a taco in his mouth] Hey, this is good!
Our hero smiles and pushes the Tupperware toward the other passengers. They gasp. A woman reaches into her purse for mace. A businessman defends himself with his briefcase.
Young Boy: Hey pops, let me have some more!
As the elevator door opens on the 18th floor and the passengers flee for their lives, the Veggie Avenger is content. He's just started this job, but already he's shown a young boy the joys of vegetarianism. Smiling, and with a heart filled with love and brotherhood for his fellow creatures, he reaches over and pats the boy on the head.
Young Boy: Touch me again and I call my lawyer.
"Doggies in the Elevator"
Later that day, a woman in a full-length fur coat enters the elevator with her small daughter. The door closes and the three begin their decent to street level.
Veggie Avenger: Boy, that's some coat! Is that real dog skin?
Woman in Fur: Certainly not!
The Veggie Avenger moves closer, as if he might be about to reach out and touch the coat. The woman backs into the corner and shields her daughter with her arms.
VA: Yeah, when I was a kid my dog Flopsy had fur like that. Of course, we didn't make him into a coat or anything. No, when he died we just buried him out in the gully behind the garage. Anyway, it would have taken five, maybe six dogs the size of Flopsy to make a coat like that one.
Daughter: Mommy, is that a doggie?
Woman: Of course not honey, it's fox fur.
Daughter: What's the difference between a fox and a dog?
Woman: You know the difference; a fox is a wild animal.
Daughter: Does it look like a dog?
Woman: Just a little.
The little girl starts crying as the elevator reaches the ground and the door opens. The woman glares back at the Veggie Avenger as she leaves the elevator, her daughter in her arms. Our hero shrugs and gives her an innocent smile. But inside he's confident that there's one more little girl in the world who won't wear fur when she grows up.