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Week of 10 August 2015: Corruption Month 2015, second week

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Disclaimer: Any resemblances here to real people, places, institutions or events are purely coincidental. This is a work of fiction.

We pick up where we left off last week, continuing in Chapter 4:

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Alk

Alk came up the aisle. "I've got a story!"

The Great Mother said, "Is this rat on the schedule?"

The clerk replied, "Why, yes he is."

"OK, so what is your story?"

"I am in a place where the big things do lots and lots of thinking and studying. They had this one big thing--kind of lazy, I think--that talked into a stick on a wire hooked to a box a lot. He also sent out pieces of paper. He had lots of roll-out wooden boxes full of paper which he kept very neat."

"OK, OK, get on with it."

"Well, he left to go somewhere else."

"Permanently?"

"Yeah, permanently. Some other big thing came in just one light out of seven. But one day, the old big thing came back."

"What do you mean, 'he came back?'"

"It was like a visit or something. Anyway, he was buddies with a female big thing who sat farther down the aisle. He got her to get the key to his old office and she and he spent a couple of hours in there!"

"What did they do?"

"Don't know, but they sure were in there a long time. I couldn't see in--they had the door closed and the blinds drawn."

"Well, what do you think they were doing?"

"I think they took some papers out."

"Of his old office?"

"Yeah, his old office that the new guy had taken over."

"Why do you think they did that?"

"Don't know."

"Interesting. Clerk-- archive it."

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Sla

Sla sauntered up to the Cadre's perch.

"State your name and tell us your story," the assistant Great Mother said flatly.

"Well, my name is Sla and I live at a university ("Boo! Hiss!" came from the crowd)."

"Shut up! Let the male tell his story!"

"Well, one night I went over to one of these parties the big things have. Heard there might be some good chewing there." Sla spoke rapidly and crisply.

"I am under one of the tables and I heard the big things talking. Both had liquids in their hands. The male says to the female, 'Yes, I know some people at your company.'

"The female says, 'Really... tell me who?'

"The male muttered a name, I couldn't quite get it, but obviously it was a very important big thing and then he said: 'he is my best friend in the industry.'"

"'Oh, please, can you tell me some dirt on him?' she asked with a smile on her face. 'That is the way I get ahead at our company!'"

"The male looked at her and said, 'he is my best friend' and walked away."

"Hey, Cadre! Hey, Cadre!" came from the back of the crowd.

"QUIET!"

"Hey, Cadre! I think I can add something to this story."

"Who said that?"

An old one of our species came up the aisle. "Who are you?" the assistant Great Mother asked.

"Lec," came the reply. "May I ask Sla a question? I think I can add to his story."

"OK, if you think it is relevant."

Lec, turned to Sla, "Can you describe this female big thing?"

"Hmmm," Sla started, "As I remember, she was kind of short and thin for big things. Kind of looked like one of us (laughter from the crowd)."

Lec: "Was she kind of wiry with dark fur on top? Did she look like what the big things call an 'old maid?'"

"Why, yes she did, now that I remember."

"Well, there is more to this."

"Okay, proceed. Did you say your name was Lec? Record that, please clerk," the assistant Great Mother nodded in the direction of the clerk.

"I was at an institution for a while that is hard to describe. I really don't know what the big things did there, but it definitely had to do with pulp and paper. Distinguished guests would come and go and I got the idea they had meetings and things where they talked a lot about pulp and paper."

"Yes, we have heard about this place before."

"Anyway, a female big thing had been a big shot at this place. She looked just like the one Sla described. Then someone there had suggested that the male, and I think it was the same male Sla was talking about, should also be a big shot. A bunch of the big things had a meeting and the female thought up many reasons why he should not be--and she convinced the others."

"Okay, go on--what happened?"

"Well, then she took a piece of paper and wrote a letter to that male and said he was not welcomed!" Lec concluded.

"Why would she do that?"

"Can't you see? She would not want him around, because he might tell others the story about the night when they had the liquid in their hands." Lec looked satisfied.

"Good point," remarked the assistant Great Mother. "Clerk! Record and put on the top of the archives!"

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It is obvious what our safety admonition for the week should be--don't drink and drive. Or, being perhaps a bit more expansive, don't drink and try to get cute; you just might end up in a rat story.

Be safe and we will talk next week.

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