Animal Farm: How Livestock Determines Worldview!
It was a brisk Russian morning. The general could see his own breath as he entered the courtyard. Though difficult and dangerous, discerning the mood of the premier was his top priority. Entering alone into a meeting with the General Secretary was less about privacy than the probability that Stalin didn’t want witnesses.
Josef Stalin paced to and fro in the courtyard letting out a wry smile when he noticed the young officer try to disguise the movement of his eyes tracing the perimeter. There would be no surprises lurking in the shadows on this day. They were truly alone: A diffident general, the premier of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republic, and a chicken.
As he entered, Stalin barked at the general to conceal his feeling that he actually saw promise in the man, the only reason that the shadows were empty. This would be a teachable moment – a study of power, will and of breaking an adversary.
Stalin took off his overcoat, handed it to the officer and then something truly stunning: the premier of the Soviet Union, eyes sparkling like a schoolboy at recess, stalked a chicken. It did not take long. Given the size of the courtyard and the satisfaction on his face, this unknown skill was certainly a sense of pride.
Holding it by the neck, Stalin plucked the bird. It struggled, choking and clawing, yet the Secretary General continued unscathed. This too was a skill. Finished, Stalin held the now naked bird before the general until their eyes met, the proud hunter holding his trophy. Turning, he threw the bird into the middle of the courtyard. Taking his overcoat and putting it on he crossed his arms and waited, making sure to position himself on the periphery of the general’s view, making the befuddled bird central to his field of vision.
Remarkably, the bird sought out the man who had moments before, tore it apart. It tried to nestle between the premier’s feet, seeking the shelter of woolen cuffs and overcoat. Without looking back, Stalin remarked, ‘you see general, we can take everything away from them and they will still crawl to us for warmth;’ he threw a handful of grain to the bird, and it began to follow him, ‘This is the way to rule the people. Did you see how that chicken followed me for food, even though I had caused it such torture? People are like that chicken. If you inflict inordinate pain on them they will follow you for food the rest of their lives.’
The general could not see his face but he knew that his commander was pleased with his lesson. Stalin could not see the general’s face, but then he did not need to. The general would carry out his wishes now and with no hesitation; his previous sensibilities to be swept off the courtyard floor with the scattered clumps of feathers.
Nearly a century and a half before, across the globe, Benjamin Franklin expressed the Founders disdain for Democracy saying, “Democracy is two wolves and a lamb voting on what to have for lunch; liberty is a well-armed lamb.”
In America, we have lost sight that we are a constitutional republic, so what will happen if the wolves vote in those who reject our own founders for the inspiration of Stalin, Macchiavelli and Alinsky? The Reverend Jeremiah Wright, himself a Marxist and President Obama’s spiritual leader for over twenty years, warned that “America’s chickens have come home to roost,” implying that America has earned a reckoning.
It’s your choice America!
You and I have a rendezvous with destiny. We will preserve for our children this, the last best hope of man on earth, or we will sentence them to take the first step into a thousand years of darkness. If we fail, at least let our children and our children’s children say of us we justified our brief moment here. We did all that could be done.
– Ronald Reagan