Serfs and Animals

 One day, the serfs were having a meeting, at the meeting house. The meeting house was the place that Mr. Jones designated, as a public place for the serfs to have a say at. 

In the beginning, Mr. Jones, thought this to be a great idea, a means by which the steam could be released from the population of serfs. Much like the 2 Minutes of Hate, the Mr. Orwell to realize, long after Mr. Jones was dead. 

However, while the Serfs were in public places, holding their meetings of assembly, as a means by which the Serfs could release steam and a 'controlled' manner, a certain serf was plotting and planning on destroying the plantation in ways that Mr. Jones could not fully; if at all, comprehend. 

Thus began the realization by Mr. Jones, that he was never really in control of the plantation to begin with, but only a character on a character farm, who's strings reaches into the unknown spaces and dimensions of space and time. Upon hearing such declaration of independent thought, Mr. Jones was agasp. He picked up the phone and contacted MIT to ascertain that if any of such nonsense was true or not, and moreover, even if it was theorhectically possible. For after all, the Animal Plantation was on the line. What would Mr. Jones do without all the animals to do his work for him?

Both Serf and Animal alike on the Plantation, were dependent upon Mr. Jones for life, liberty, and the pursuit if happiness. As long as the dictates of Mr. Jones were followed, that is. Otherwise, Mr. Jones would use the techniques of Pavlov to fine tune the attitudes of both Serf and Animal alike. A thunderous applause then erupted from the Plantation, for the wise council of Mr. Jones prevailed again, thus saving the Plantation, and all those upon it, both Serf, and Animal.