Darrell Jewell
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A maverick pig
I fed pigs and cows when I cut in line. These two animals would know perfectly well how to live if no one were in charge of them. They will roam freely, eat when they are hungry, drink when they are thirsty, talk about love when spring comes; As a result, they have a very low level of life, which is completely uninteresting. When they arrived, they arranged their lives: every cow and every pig had a theme. In the case of most of them, the theme of their lives is miserable: work is the theme of the former, flesh is the theme of the latter. I don't think I can complain about it, for my life was not much richer then, and I had nothing to amuse myself with except eight model operas. A few pigs and cows have other plans. In the case of pigs, breeding pigs and sows have other things to do besides eat. From what I've seen, they don't like these arrangements very much either. The job of the breeding pig is to mate, in other words, our policy allows him to be a playboy. But tired breeding pigs often assume the kind of gentlemanlike attitude that comes with being castrated and refuse to jump on the sow's back. The job of sows is to give birth to their piglets, but some of them eat them. On the whole, the human arrangement made the pigs miserable. But they accept it: Pigs are always pigs.
By Darrell Jewell11 months ago in Filthy