Because Animal Farm can be read on multiple levels ("multi-leveled," as we say in the industry), we at Book-A-Minute have decided to offer two different ultra-condensed versions of this work. The first is provided for those interested in reading Animal Farm on an intellectual (or "snobby") level, while the second is provided for those interested in reading it on an entertainment (or "stupid") level.
Let us overthrow the depraved czar, Farmer Jones, a symbol of a feudalist government that falls into moral ruin by its own excess and corruption. (dies)
Yes, let us indeed overthrow the human oligarchy as Karl Ma--uh, Friedrich Enge--uh, Wladimir Iljitsch Leni--uh, Old Major said.
Yes. I'll lead the defense, unwary that you, like the other Napoleon, are pulling a strategic Stalinesque maneuver by using our revolution as a means to set up your own cruel totalitarian empire. I'm a regular Leo Dawidowitsch Trotzky!(Napoleon sicks his pack of secret police dogs on Snowball, and they EXILE him.)
See how easily we, the blind followers of our leaders, ignore the facts and are swayed into loyalty by the pushing of emotional buttons? Four legs good. Two legs baaaad.
Can we, the Menscheviki, be comrades too?
Take comfort in what I, a symbol of the Orthodox Church, say. When you die, you'll go to the glorious Sugarcandy Mountain. So there's no need for revolution after all.
Go away, opiate of the people. Like Goebbels, the German minister of propaganda, I have a much greater hold on the people than you do.
Let's be the message carriers of communism and spread the doctrine of the revolution far beyond the physical boundaries of our regime.
Napoleon is always right. Like the Russian working class, I am convinced of the necessity of our revolution, firmly devoted to its cause, and work hard for my leaders.
Good horse, Boxer. We need more animals like you.
I'm old now. At long last, I have reached retirement age. Now I can rest peacefully while Napoleon takes care of me.
Think again, you lazy oaf. (sells Boxer for glue)(The animals destroy the windmill in an action symbolic of the failure of the Five Year Economic Plan. Then the pigs turn into humans. Thus ends this dystopian fable on totalitarianism.)