Animal Farm Feeding Frenzy, inspired by George Orwell and written by Patricia Miller and
Company. Episode six, Four legs Good, two legs better. Three years
since they boiled Boxer's bones for Booze, been getting everything together. I found
a big publisher who wants to blow the lid on this shit show. Just
need one more tip to finish the story. Conrades, this is not time
to rest. Squealer has put me in charge of the quota, and we
need to meet it before sunrise. Clover, shake a leg mural, A
little rush is worn to the b o we all are. I can't believe
it's three years to the day since Boxer has been gone. Three years.
I am glad to see he didn't live. To see how poorly we survive.
It would break his heart all over again. I still see him up
on that hill we're we gazed at the stars. I still see Maria sitting
on her eggs that she hid from Squealer. Yet she's still sang old major
song as she roosted on that hill, the hill where that got off A
windmill groans all night long, Muriel, what happened to the electric heatas to
the labs saving pipe dreams. Those goddamn sails are used to grind wheat the
sale to that land agent Wimpa for sale, like my babies sold away in
boxes for strangers, for humans to break open and feast upon. Meanwhile,
nobody remembers the old song the way it used to be. It's the same
as it ever was. I remember every detail of my long life, and
nothing ever changes. Things don't get much, They don't get much. Wie,
Hunger, hardship, disappointment. It's the unchangeable law of life. Not
so, not so, we are still heroes. Animal farm is a marvel
to the world. If we go hungry, is not from feeding tyrannical human
beings. If we work hard, at least we work for ourselves. No
creature among us went upon two legs. No creature calls any other creature master.
All animals are equal. Shush, something is going on near the farmhouse.
What are they doing there? I can't see what is happening. That
little pig, Minimus the poet blatherer. He's walking on two legs. He
is upon his trotter's finger. Yeah for legs, good two legs better for
legs, good, two legs better. The world is turned up side down.
Have lived long enough, excellent gate Minimus. Let us all prepare.
Our esteemed guests are on their way. We must dress for dinner. Everything
is ready, sir, Chop Chop, Benjamin. Look up at this side
of the barn. My site is failing. Even when I was young,
I could not have read what was written there. But it appears to me
that that wall looks different. Are the seven commandments the same as they used
to be? No, clover, your sight is good. There were seven,
now there is only one. It says all animals are equal, but
some animals are more equal than others. This is it, gathering my last
piece of evidence. There's a huge party going on in the farmhouse. Pigs
on two legs wearing makeshift costumes. Iired news anchors, celebrities. That old
farmer crowd are all there, confirm yep, a list crowd. The worker
animals are locked out, watching from windows. Heavy shit. It is a
source of great satisfaction to me, and I'm sure to all of us present,
to feel that a long period of mistrust and misunderstanding has now come to
an end. There had been a time, Not that I ched this sentiment,
but there had been a time where the respective proprietors of animal farm had
been regarded I would not say with hostility, but perhaps a certain measure of
misgiving by your human neighbors. It had been felt that the existence of a
farm owned and operated by pigs was somehow abnormal and was liable to have an
unsettling effect in the neighborhood. Too many farmers assumed, without due enquiry,
that on such a farm a spirit of license and indiscipline would prevail. They
had been nervous about the effects upon their own animals, or even upon their
human employees. Quite so, But old doubts are now dispelled. Yes,
today, my friends and I visited animal farm and inspected every inch of it
with our own lives. And what did we find Not only the most up
to date methods, but a discipline and orderliness which should be an example to
farmers everywhere. I believe I am right in saying that the lower animals on
animal farm did more work and received less food than any animals in the country.
Indeed, me and my fellow visitors observed minute features which we intend to
introduce to our own farms. Immediately. Come let us host. I wish
to conclude my remarks by emphasizing once again that friendly feelings that has subsisted and
ought to subsist between Animal Farm and its neighbors, between pigs and human beings,
that need not, and there need not be any clash of interest whatsoever.
Our struggles and your difficulties are one. It was not the labor problem.
The same everywhere. If you have your lower animals to content with,
we have our lower classes. Animal come, come, gentlemen, pose for
a photo for posterity. Cheers. I am happy that the period of misunderstanding
is at an end. I am plased to announce the name Animal Farm has
been abolished. Henceforward, the farm is to be known as the Manor Farm,
which I believe was its correct and original name. Gentlemen, I will
give you the same toast as before, but in a different form. Fill
your glasses to the brim, gentlemen, ladies, here is my toast to
the prosperity of the Manor Farm. Let the games continue to manifign people,
people. This is a call to action. Hell has broken out an animal
farm. I can't tell the pigs apart from the humans. Big corporate media
is here too. You've got to send somebody. I'm not at risk.
Is anyone listening? I have twelve hundred followers, Is anyone there? This
is not a real Remember these animals, Remember what they came from, Remember
the whole story. Maybe this isn't the ending. Maybe this is the beginning.
People, This could be it. This could be the turning point.
We have to make sure that this is Hey you, yes you, I've
had my eye on you. Game over, my friend, dogs, Let's
go. Yeah, you've been listening to Animal Farm Feeding Frenzy, Performed by
City College of San Francisco Theater Arts. Directed by Patricia Miller, Written by
Patricia Miller and Company. Sound engineering by Casey Hudson, Dana J. Lebreck
and Kayla Anshell. Sound designed by Kayla Anshell. Full credits and more information
in the show notes. Thank you for listening.