"I don't see how we're going to get more quotas out of the animals
in this forest," observed the
Secretary of Animal Advancement. "They're already working harder
than ever. In fact, both
parents have to forage or hunt all day just to keep up with the
quotas and feed their litters. "
"Well then, get more animals in here!" here said the Secretary of
Forest Resources. He was a
big fat s****, his belly bulging full of the frogs he had devoured
that morning.
"How are we supposed to do that?" asked the s****, who was the Chief
of Staff.
"How? I'll tell you how! We'll get more animals in here! This
isn't the only forest in the world!
We'll just im****t more animals from anywhere we can find them!"
"Oh, the other animals aren't going to like that," the Secretary of
Animal Advancement said,
shaking his head, very doubtful of the propostion. "They think of
this forest as theirs. How do
you think they're going to react when they see their homes invaded
by alien species?"
"Don't worry about that," hissed the Secretary of Forest Resources.
"They're all so stupid that
we'll make them feel guilty about NOT having their forest taken away
from them. Just leave that
up to me. I've got very creative s****s working in my department.
You'll see. It won't be long
before you won't recognize this forest."
THE POLITY OF BEASTS
THE most politically incorrect (and true) book of its time.
The novel the New York Times refused to review.
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