I hear explosions in the distance; the aroma of burning cow- and pig-flesh wafts closer. I suppose it was inevitable. The livestock revolution is underway and it's going badly for them. Orwell made it sound so easy. He just glossed over the part where the humans fight back.
Correction: I have come to understand that the disturbances outside are customary to our annual independence-related festivities. Fine, I will celebrate my freedom by gnawing through the bonds that keep me trapped in this car seat.
