Right Dr. Jaiteh. Orwell had an uncanny insight into the nature of despotic 
regimes. This series picks up where he left off at the end of his Animal 
Farm. The idea is to show how things unfolded on the farm thereafter. Enjoy.

Baba


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>Date: Wed, 31 Oct 2007 07:39:00 -0500
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>Baba,
>I think Orwell had only us in mind when he wrote this.
>
>Malanding
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>Baba Galleh Jallow wrote:
>
>>Animal Farm Reloaded (Part one)
>>
>>By Baba Galleh Jallow
>>
>>As the overthrow of Farmer Jones and his human companions drifted further 
>>into the past, the ‘lower animals’ on Animal Farm grew more and more 
>>restive. Some grew very angry at what they saw as Napoleon’s treasonable 
>>and vicious treachery and backsliding on his lofty promises. In spite of 
>>all the assurances that the long-snouted Squealer, Napoleon’s faithful 
>>crony, that the great leader had their best interests at heart, the lower 
>>animals just could not be convinced any longer and grew increasingly 
>>suspicious of the pigs’ motives. And for good reasons too.
>>
>>While Clover the horse, Muriel the goat and Minimus the poet were often 
>>carried away by Squealer’s honey-coated oratory, Benjamin the donkey, 
>>Moses the raven, and a great number of animals maintained a good deal of 
>>doubt in Napoleon the pig’s sincerity. Though he could not boast of such 
>>intelligence as the pigs possessed, Benjamin the donkey was sure that 
>>something had been going seriously wrong since Napoleon’s fierce dogs 
>>chased Snowball the pig, a former leading figure of his regime, out of 
>>Animal Farm accusing him of complicity with the ousted Farmer Jones at the 
>>battle of the Cowshed. Even Toady the frog agreed with Benjamin that 
>>Snowball was the architect and hero of that memorable battle against 
>>Farmer Jones and his bunch of human invaders. In spite of Napoleon’s 
>>claims to the contrary, Benjamin was sure that he heard Snowball cry 
>>attack! and saw the brave pig butt and bite Jones himself, sending him on 
>>his heels. That Napoleon should therefore insist that Snowball was a 
>>traitor just could not make sense to Benjamin, though for many years, he 
>>kept mute about what he thought. When he felt really pissed off at 
>>Napoleon’s treachery, Benjamin the donkey would turn his backside in the 
>>direction of Napoleon’s mansion, hold his breath, and let out a long and 
>>loud fart as an expression of his displeasure at the ungrateful and 
>>treacherous pig.
>>
>>It was not only Benjamin who grew increasingly restive and angry under the 
>>rule of the clever pigs of Animal Farm. Many other animals were getting 
>>increasingly worried and angry. Over the years, they had seen Napoleon 
>>become more and more like Farmer Jones in more and more respects. They had 
>>seen him grow more and more arrogant by the hour, more and more wealthy, 
>>and more and more fat and confident that he could do just anything and get 
>>away with it because he had fierce dogs guarding him and ready to execute 
>>anyone like they executed those innumerable cows, sheep, and hens who were 
>>accused of collaborating with Snowball. The lower animals were 
>>particularly pissed off that Napoleon had cultivated the nauseating habit 
>>of loudly proclaiming that he possessed supernatural powers and that he 
>>was actually some kind of divine being in pigskin. Napoleon not only made 
>>such dubious proclamations: he also insisted, upon pain of death and 
>>destruction that all the lower animals accept his words without doubt or 
>>question. In spite of their dullness of wit, Benjamin the donkey, Muriel 
>>the goat, Minimus the poet, and indeed all the lower animals had begun 
>>realizing that Napoleon the pig had fast become worse than Farmer Jones. 
>>Even the sheep who piped “four legs good, two legs better” when Napoleon 
>>decided to walk on two legs, were growing less enthusiastic about their 
>>song. Now when they sang it, they only slightly parted their lips and 
>>half-heartedly bleated . . . ur le goo--- wo leg mbe . . . with their eyes 
>>closed, and often dropped a few piles of dung as they sang as a show of 
>>defiance and resistance.
>>
>>Of course, Napoleon was not to be openly challenged by anyone on Animal 
>>Farm - sheep, goat, monkey, donkey or pig. He ensured that his gang of 
>>faithful dogs was well fed and kept as stupid as possible by criminalizing 
>>all thinking among their ranks. Those dogs that showed the slightest signs 
>>of displeasure at Napoleon’s rule or exhibiting any suspicious behavior 
>>were effectively terminated. So that the recent history of Animal Farm was 
>>sprinkled with a series of sudden and unexplained arrests, summary 
>>executions, disappearances, and remote-controlled treason trials of dogs 
>>formally considered loyal to Napoleon. Of course, these trials, where 
>>Napoleon took the liberty to order their procedure, were merely put up for 
>>show. No one was ever declared innocent at these trials. Every single dog 
>>or other animal brought before these tribunals were declared guilty as 
>>charged.
>>
>>To ensure that his plan to subdue and control all the animals worked 
>>perfectly, Napoleon appointed his most faithful crony Squealer the Dealer, 
>>Director of Animal Affairs. He also ordered his storekeepers to supply the 
>>best honey and grain to Kokoliko, his faithful black cockerel, so that his 
>>voice would become louder and clearer when he announced the numerous 
>>exploits of the gallant Napoleon and proclaimed the verity of his divinity 
>>on top of Napoleon’s miracle tree, the tallest on Animal Farm, every dawn, 
>>every noon, and every sunset. This tree was designated a miracle tree and 
>>sign of Napoleon’s divinity when it had three fruits stuck together. The 
>>Great God Yallah, it was proclaimed throughout the land, was demonstrating 
>>Napoleon’s near-divinity to the lower animals by causing a triplet fruit 
>>to sprout from the belly of that tree, even though it was not pregnant. 
>>All the other pigs at the farm were kept well fed and well clothed and 
>>some sows he honored by taking them on as his mistresses and concubines. 
>>He ensured that his clever dealings with Mr. Squinteyes of dubious fame 
>>filled the lower animals with awe at his mental prowess and made them see 
>>that he was indeed a superior kind of pig whose name was even mentioned in 
>>the holy books. To drive the message of his invincibility and mental 
>>prowess home, Napoleon ordered that the seven principles of Animalism be 
>>abolished and replaced with the bold caption: ALL ANIMALS ARE EQUAL, PIGS 
>>ARE MORE EQUAL THAN OTHER ANIMALS, NAPOLEON IS MORE EQUAL THAN EVERYONE 
>>ELSE IN THE WORLD!
>>
>>When Napoleon sold Boxer the great horse to the horse slaughterer, he 
>>totally lost the loyalty of more animals. Benjamin the donkey, Clover the 
>>horse, and Minimus the poet were particularly aggrieved. Squealer’s 
>>explanation that Boxer had been taken to a hospital in Willingdon Farm 
>>failed to convince the animals. And when news of Boxer’s death reached 
>>their tortured ears, their worst fears and suspicions were confirmed in no 
>>uncertain terms. Surely, Boxer did not deserve such cruel treatment from 
>>Napoleon whom he always insisted was always right. But because Napoleon’s 
>>fierce dogs menacingly growled and bared their sharp, bloodthirsty teeth 
>>when anyone asked stupid questions, the animals took Squealer’s 
>>explanation quietly but angrily. Boxer was never mentioned in public 
>>again, but the animals angrily whispered about him and cursed Napoleon 
>>whenever they were in their private spaces.
>>
>>Throughout that day, Benjamin the donkey ate more hay than ever before and 
>>deliberately picked up and swallowed every piece of rubbish he could find. 
>>As soon as darkness fell on Animal Farm, Benjamin crept quietly to a few 
>>feet away from an open window of Napoleon’s mansion, turned his backside 
>>to it, and let out a long, drawn, silent fart. As he walked away, he heard 
>>Napoleon loudly coughing, spluttering, cursing, and asking what the hell 
>>was wrong with everybody in that darned house! Benjamin the donkey, like a 
>>few other animals on the Farm, had discovered the power of the secret 
>>weapons of the weak, and they were going to use them generously against 
>>the tyrant Napoleon. No help from goats!
>>
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