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Men with a Mission: Knight of the Goat
 
 
By: Wouter van de Zandschulp

The legend of the Knight of the Goat, as told by the bard Jonathan, started out like this:

'There they had it. A kid. A small kid. Not a puppy. Not even a cappuccino-maker. They had a child.

They were a poor and simple family on the country. And therefore they were happy. They thought life was hard, but fair on them. They thought people were fair on them. They even were contempt with the fact that there are richer and poorer people. They even believed that people with power really did everything they could to make life as good as possible for all people.

Yes, they were real simple people.

Living within a house near collapsing, they seemed to be happy. They had running water… running right through their roof when it rained. And they had goats. To milk. To get the delicious goat milk.

The little Frederick loved goats. Every day he woke up because of them making noise. And he thought it was all for the best, since he had to get up. His parents attitude towards nasty stuff seemed to get on him. The whole family had some sort of creepy way to think bad stuff is happening to them for a good reason.

One day they invited a tax inspector inside, nice and smiling, and gave him a drink and everything. The poor man was totally confused and ran away in terror. He knew about people trying to kill him. Part of his job. That's what he understood. But this… he had no idea what to do with people who seemed happy to see him.

There was one thing that could infuriate little Frederick, though. It was the boy next door, whose father was a rich farmer. He had cows, animals that were way more popular than goats. Cow milk sold a lot better, also.

This boy teased Frederick. Told him goats smell. Though little Frederick knew how sweet those goats were. It was not fair. They did not deserve to be treated as inferior.

Things got worse when that little show-off neighbour kid was promoted as to become a knight. His parents could afford a horse for him and all. All because of the money. Frederick slowly got full with realisation that life was not fair. His goats were under-appreciated. They made less money. They were the underdog-animals, suited for poor people. He thought of all those poor kids, never getting a chance at becoming anything more. He wanted people to get rewarded on talent, not heritage. So he had a dream. He would show the world the might of the goat!

And that's how it started. He used a goat for a horse and started to make a statement for goats and all underdogs they stand for. The Knight of the Goat was born!

Their parents saw Frederick driving away on a goat and sighed.
"He must have gone nuts" they said.'

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