"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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