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No
,
comrades
,
a
thousand
times
no
!
The
soil
of
England
is
fertile
,
its
climate
is
good
,
it
is
capable
of
affording
food
in
abundance
to
an
enormously
greater
number
of
animals
than
now
inhabit
it
.
This
single
farm
of
ours
would
support
a
dozen
horses
,
twenty
cows
,
hundreds
of
sheep
—
and
all
of
them
living
in
a
comfort
and
a
dignity
that
are
now
almost
beyond
our
imagining
.
Why
then
do
we
continue
in
this
miserable
condition
?
Because
nearly
the
whole
of
the
produce
of
our
labour
is
stolen
from
us
by
human
beings
.
There
,
comrades
,
is
the
answer
to
all
our
problems
.
It
is
summed
up
in
a
single
word
—
Man
.
Man
is
the
only
real
enemy
we
have
.
Remove
Man
from
the
scene
,
and
the
root
cause
of
hunger
and
overwork
is
abolished
for
ever
.
"
Man
is
the
only
creature
that
consumes
without
producing
.
He
does
not
give
milk
,
he
does
not
lay
eggs
,
he
is
too
weak
to
pull
the
plough
,
he
cannot
run
fast
enough
to
catch
rabbits
.
Yet
he
is
lord
of
all
the
animals
.
He
sets
them
to
work
,
he
gives
back
to
them
the
bare
minimum
that
will
prevent
them
from
starving
,
and
the
rest
he
keeps
for
himself
.
Our
labour
tills
the
soil
,
our
dung
fertilises
it
,
and
yet
there
is
not
one
of
us
that
owns
more
than
his
bare
skin
.
You
cows
that
I
see
before
me
,
how
many
thousands
of
gallons
of
milk
have
you
given
during
this
last
year
?
And
what
has
happened
to
that
milk
which
should
have
been
breeding
up
sturdy
calves
?
Every
drop
of
it
has
gone
down
the
throats
of
our
enemies
.
And
you
hens
,
how
many
eggs
have
you
laid
in
this
last
year
,
and
how
many
of
those
eggs
ever
hatched
into
chickens
?
The
rest
have
all
gone
to
market
to
bring
in
money
for
Jones
and
his
men
.
And
you
,
Clover
,
where
are
those
four
foals
you
bore
,
who
should
have
been
the
support
and
pleasure
of
your
old
age
?
Each
was
sold
at
a
year
old
—
you
will
never
see
one
of
them
again
.
In
return
for
your
four
confinements
and
all
your
labour
in
the
fields
,
what
have
you
ever
had
except
your
bare
rations
and
a
stall
?
"
And
even
the
miserable
lives
we
lead
are
not
allowed
to
reach
their
natural
span
.
For
myself
I
do
not
grumble
,
for
I
am
one
of
the
lucky
ones
.
I
am
twelve
years
old
and
have
had
over
four
hundred
children
.
Such
is
the
natural
life
of
a
pig
.
But
no
animal
escapes
the
cruel
knife
in
the
end
.
You
young
porkers
who
are
sitting
in
front
of
me
,
every
one
of
you
will
scream
your
lives
out
at
the
block
within
a
year
.
To
that
horror
we
all
must
come
—
cows
,
pigs
,
hens
,
sheep
,
everyone
.
Even
the
horses
and
the
dogs
have
no
better
fate
.
You
,
Boxer
,
the
very
day
that
those
great
muscles
of
yours
lose
their
power
,
Jones
will
sell
you
to
the
knacker
,
who
will
cut
your
throat
and
boil
you
down
for
the
foxhounds
.
As
for
the
dogs
,
when
they
grow
old
and
toothless
,
Jones
ties
a
brick
round
their
necks
and
drowns
them
in
the
nearest
pond
.
"
Is
it
not
crystal
clear
,
then
,
comrades
,
that
all
the
evils
of
this
life
of
ours
spring
from
the
tyranny
of
human
beings
?
Only
get
rid
of
Man
,
and
the
produce
of
our
labour
would
be
our
own
.
Almost
overnight
we
could
become
rich
and
free
.
What
then
must
we
do
?
Why
,
work
night
and
day
,
body
and
soul
,
for
the
overthrow
of
the
human
race
!
That
is
my
message
to
you
,
comrades
:
Rebellion
!
I
do
not
know
when
that
Rebellion
will
come
,
it
might
be
in
a
week
or
in
a
hundred
years
,
but
I
know
,
as
surely
as
I
see
this
straw
beneath
my
feet
,
that
sooner
or
later
justice
will
be
done
.
Fix
your
eyes
on
that
,
comrades
,
throughout
the
short
remainder
of
your
lives
!
And
above
all
,
pass
on
this
message
of
mine
to
those
who
come
after
you
,
so
that
future
generations
shall
carry
on
the
struggle
until
it
is
victorious
.
"
And
remember
,
comrades
,
your
resolution
must
never
falter
.
No
argument
must
lead
you
astray
.
Never
listen
when
they
tell
you
that
Man
and
the
animals
have
a
common
interest
,
that
the
prosperity
of
the
one
is
the
prosperity
of
the
others
.
It
is
all
lies
.
Man
serves
the
interests
of
no
creature
except
himself
.
And
among
us
animals
let
there
be
perfect
unity
,
perfect
comradeship
in
the
struggle
.
All
men
are
enemies
.
All
animals
are
comrades
.
"
At
this
moment
there
was
a
tremendous
uproar
.
While
Major
was
speaking
four
large
rats
had
crept
out
of
their
holes
and
were
sitting
on
their
hindquarters
,
listening
to
him
.
The
dogs
had
suddenly
caught
sight
of
them
,
and
it
was
only
by
a
swift
dash
for
their
holes
that
the
rats
saved
their
lives
.
Major
raised
his
trotter
for
silence
.
"
Comrades
,
"
he
said
,
"
here
is
a
point
that
must
be
settled
.
The
wild
creatures
,
such
as
rats
and
rabbits
—
are
they
our
friends
or
our
enemies
?
Let
us
put
it
to
the
vote
.
I
propose
this
question
to
the
meeting
:
Are
rats
comrades
?
"
The
vote
was
taken
at
once
,
and
it
was
agreed
by
an
overwhelming
majority
that
rats
were
comrades
.
There
were
only
four
dissentients
,
the
three
dogs
and
the
cat
,
who
was
afterwards
discovered
to
have
voted
on
both
sides
.
Major
continued
:
"
I
have
little
more
to
say
.
I
merely
repeat
,
remember
always
your
duty
of
enmity
towards
Man
and
all
his
ways
.
Whatever
goes
upon
two
legs
is
an
enemy
.
Whatever
goes
upon
four
legs
,
or
has
wings
,
is
a
friend
.
And
remember
also
that
in
fighting
against
Man
,
we
must
not
come
to
resemble
him
.
Even
when
you
have
conquered
him
,
do
not
adopt
his
vices
.
No
animal
must
ever
live
in
a
house
,
or
sleep
in
a
bed
,
or
wear
clothes
,
or
drink
alcohol
,
or
smoke
tobacco
,
or
touch
money
,
or
engage
in
trade
.
All
the
habits
of
Man
are
evil
.
And
,
above
all
,
no
animal
must
ever
tyrannise
over
his
own
kind
.
Weak
or
strong
,
clever
or
simple
,
we
are
all
brothers
.
No
animal
must
ever
kill
any
other
animal
.
All
animals
are
equal
.
