East Rock Foxival
On September 21, the East Rock Festival marked Rudolf Redpelt's first public fox-trotting event. Mingling with the New Haven citizens, he sought to inoculate them against the dawning fall fashion - which probably will feature a lot of fur if the trend of recent years continues.
Passing the fierce security at the entrance turned out to be the first encouraging encounter. Thank you for the support, guys!
The New Haven people proved to be the most friendly, the most open-minded and by far the most interested audience Rudolf ever met. Not only would they accept (and read!!) his leaflets, some even approached Mr. Redpelt to express their approval. New Haven - an anti-fur-foxe's paradise!
The East Rock Festival had such a huge lot to offer. Not only could we indulge in a multitude of exhibit tables of great local clubs and associations...
... also, Rudolf could observe some quaint derivates of American pragmatism that make an odd comparison to alleged German diligence... No offense! :-)
As dogs mirror the characteristics of their masters in seemingly every respect, it came as no surprise that the interspecial encounters were as friendly and touching as the intraspecial ones.
However - nothing could compare to the a-m-a-z-i-n-g children rollicking at East Rock Festival. With their candor and ingenuousness, they could immediate relate to Rudolf and his cause. Here are our favourite comments; thoughtful, compassionate, creative and pristine:
" 'Fur was alive' means that fur comes from animals who must be killed, right?"
[Upon learning that you need to kill animals in order to have fur:] "That's mean! I won't wear other animal's fur, because I try to avoid what's wrong and try to do what's right instead!"
"Is your nose really that long?"
[I'm a fox, who are you?] "I'm a person!"
"I know that fur comes from animals, and I only have jackets with fake fur!" [How do you know what's fake and what's real fur?] "I figured out that there is a difference in texture, also, there is leather underneath the hairs!"
"Sometimes, humans can be very selfish!"
Even the most eager anti-fur-fox needs a break to fulfill his duty, e.g. completing the reading homework for next week's classes!
But soon enough, the overwhelming interest of young fox-fellows and the support of their parents got Rudolf back into the crowd.
No one but a political campaigner or activist can understand the deep but entirely rejoicing exhaustion in which Rudolf Redpelt indulged after more than 5 hours of fox-trotting the gorgeous East Rock Festival.
Thank you, New Haven fox-friends!