Now, comrades, what is the nature of this life of ours? Let us face it: our lives are miserable,laborious, and short. We are born, we are given just so much food as will keep the breath inour bodies, and those of us who are capable of it are forced to work to the last atom of ourstrength; and the very instant that our usefulness has come to an end we are slaughtered withhideous cruelty. No animal in England knows the meaning of happiness or leisure after he isa year old. No animal in England is free. The life of an animal is misery and slavery: that isthe plain truth.
I have little more to say. I merely repeat, remember always your duty of enmity towardsMan and all his ways. Whatever goes upon two legs is an enemy. Whatever goes upon fourlegs, or has wings, is a friend.
old major tell everyone about his weird dream
“And now, comrades, I will tell you about my dream of last night. I cannot describe thatdream to you. It was a dream of the earth as it will be when Man has vanished.
the animals sing beasts of england
The vote was taken at once, and it was agreed by an overwhelming majority that rats werecomrades.