Tuesday, June 11, 2019

The Rotund Orange Rooster, A Bed Time Story

The rotund Orange Rooster had been strutting around for a week or more squawking about putting tariffs on trade with the farm next door if they didn't stop refugees from the farm called Honduras crossing their farm to get to his farm. The Orange Rooster thought he could do whatever he wants to the farm because 20% of the animals voted to put him be in charge of the Hen House. 

Things were tough down on the farm called Honduras since the American Foxes drove out their leader a decade ago and put a Fox in charge of their Hen House. Things that used to be provided freely to all in their farm yard like healthcare, education and water to drink are now privatized and everyone must pay and pay. American Foxes profited mightily while the farm fell into chaos. 

Packs of dogs roamed the streets victimizing the poor animals while the foxes in charge did nothing. So the widows of animals killed by the foxes and the dogs gathered their young and fled north hoping to find refuge on a great farm where all animals said to live in freedom. 

The rotund Orange Rooster is outraged by the caravans of animals and their young walking thousands of miles to come to 'his' farm. He is only outraged because the Foxes that put him in charge of the Hen House tell him to be. You see the Orange Rooster doesn't care about anything but how much scratch grain he can steal for himself and exploited the poor foreign animals in his own businesses all the time.  

The Orange Rooster is worried about the report from the Wise Old Owl that says the Orange Rooster knew the Russian Bears interfered in the farmyard election in order to get him elected and that he committed crimes to try to hide it. So after returning from his trip across the Big Pond honoring the many animals who fought and died to make all animals free, which the Orange Rooster made all about the Orange Rooster, he began to crow about his great success in the Great Trade War. 

The Orange Rooster crowed that his threats of tariffs had forced the farm next door to block the caravans of frightened and suffering animals from crossing their farm. The only problem is that everything in the new trade agreement with farm next door had been agreed to months before. So all the squawking, strutting and crowing was just for show. 

Putting on a show was what the Orange Rooster had always done to hide his life of crime.  Meanwhile in the House elected by the animals the faint sound of an ax being sharpened could be heard.