Pig sits in the mudpit, eyes are full of glaze. He directs the other animals, through the fenced-in maze. They never go against the pig, because he claims to know the way. Perfect fucking pig, they cling to anything he has to say. They don't know that he can't sleep at night because him and the little ones play. The little ones have no words in matters, only tears to display. None of the other animals ever go against the fucking swine. All of them are made to think with the inadequate pig mind.