Why domestic animals revolted against their Masters?
The elderly and most clever pig Major summoned all the animals in the farm and delivered this speech:
” I had a longer life than I expected in this farm, and I dare say that I fathomed the nature of our animal life on earth.
Our lives on this farm are miserable, harshly laborious and extremely short. We are given just so much food as will keep the breath in our bodies in order to be forced to work to the last atom of our strength.
At term, we are slaughtered with hideous cruelty.
No animal farm in England knows the meaning of happiness or leisure after he is a year old.
Is this supposed to be the order of nature? No.
That the land cannot afford a decent life for us? No.
The soil is fertile and can feed many fold our number and we could live in far better comfort and dignity that are now beyond our imagining. Why is that?
The whole of our produce is stolen from us by human beings who consume without producing much of anything.
Mankind does not give milk, lay eggs, run fast enough to catch rabbits, not strong enough to pull the plough… Our dung fertilizes the soil, our labor tills the soil… And yet, He is the lord of all the animals.
He set the animals to work for him, gives back the bare survival rations, and the rest he keeps for himself.
How many thousands gallons of milk have you the cows given last year? How much was left for you to breed up sturdy calves?
Milk, eggs, honey…have gone to market to bring in money to Master Jones and a few of his men helpers.
Where are the foals mare Clover you bore? Each one was sold at a year old.
Our miserable lives never reached their natural span and we barely escape the knife in the end.
You young porkers will scream your lives out at the block within a year.
Even the horses will end up fodder for the fox-hounds. Old dogs will be drowned with a brick tied round their necks.
All our evils spring from the tyranny of our real arch enemy Man.
Never believe that Man and animals have any common interests.
Never fall prey to the propaganda that prosperity comes from our cooperation with Man.
Get rid of Man and live longer.
Get rid of man and enjoy the plenty of everything and lots of rest.
My message to you is: Rebellion
Fix your eyes on the rebellion. Let the future generations carry on the struggle until it is victorious.
All farm animal species are comrades and united against our common enemy Man.
Now join me in this song:
“Rings shall vanish from our noses
And the harness from our backs
Bit and spur shall rust forever
Cruel whips no more shall crack
Purer shall England waters be
Clover, wheat, oat and hay
Barley, beans and mangel-wurzels
Shall be ours upon that day
Beast of England, beast of Ireland
Beast of every land and clime
Hearken well and spread my tidings
Of the golden future time.”
Note: Read “Animal Farm” of George Orwell