"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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