‘Of Animalism’

Animal Farm by George Orwell in Postmodern Light. From the forthcoming book Force: Contested Autonomy, by Jethro Randolph & James LaFond.

“Human on asphalt” / Photo: Jeth

From the forthcoming book Force: Contested Autonomy

Copyright © 2026 by Jeth Randolph & James LaFond / All Rights Reserved.

Of Animalism

By James LaFond

How do we help our children and grandchildren learn the lessons of force autonomy? How might we aid them in mapping the web fabricated as their social cage yet sold to them as their super highway of the soul?

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Written between November 1943 and February 1944, this 88 page animal allegory of human idealism in government is a riot. Suppose Aesop lampooned Athens, Corcyra and Sparta, and one might have the gist. Put forth as a satire on the Soviet Union, it remains prophetic, assuring the reader that the Soviet Union [Animal Farm] which supplanted Mister Jones’ Manor Farm [Russia] during a revolution against human cruelty, corruption and dignity, would one day rename itself Manor Farm. And so, some fifty years after Orwell wrote, the Soviet Union did rename itself Russia.

Was Orwell’s work in fiction, to include 1984, a revelation of the method? For a man in the postmodern social ruins of the soul-eating modern world depicted by Orwell, this is an important consideration. As with gas-lighting, revelation of method in advance accomplishes two goals at once: 1.) the thinking subject sees and rejects the premise, like Benjamin the donkey, and separates himself from society. 2.) Society in general imbibes the lie subconsciously, easing the existence of weak emotive minds when the lie becomes bald and denuded of its many tawdry veils.

In Animal Farm, prophecy, ideology, revolution, government are all revealed as technical methods of mass mind manipulation. Propaganda is shown as an evolving, living, breathing parasite on the social consensus, twisting it, inverting it, perverting it and finally devouring it. The allegory shows that there is no cure, no mass healing. There is none known, not even a whisper in historic records—none other than the Trump of God cleansing the world of civilization by fire and flood, and of barbarism renewing the downward cycle from a grim precipice of slaughter.

In the might time, there is, however, much an individual can and may do to advance his own autonomy, attend to his own soul, and put forth his bid of blood. That bid is the chance to send one’s family downstream into Time with a better chance than most for survival. I here contend that Force Autonomy, must include age bridging, coaching the young in advance.

The true context of nationhood is fully reveled as a method by which the scheming few may mine oppressed tradition, cultivate imposing ideology, manage technology and propel an economy, supposedly for the good of all, who are in actuality fed into its negating maw. Animal Farm suggests itself as an excellent teaching aid for the child in their late single digits and into pre-teen.

Within this TRUE tale of animal governance there are, in the form of characters and corporate action, some learning points for the young person, serving also as reminders for we worn persons.

Benjamin the Donkey is the wise recluse, the only character that does not become consumed by social process. His vantage is granted by the very alienated status that assures that his warning may not be heeded. A young person should learn how to find such a character in the world, especially if that youth is to plunge into group activities classed generally under making money, likely to have high levels of functional induction intrinsic to the work process.

Boxer, the huge hero horse, the hardest worker, the believer, is treated the worst and sent off to the knacker to be boiled down for feed and glue. In my life, my coauthor’s life, and the lives of most of my associates, the person who is hardest working, most honest, most able, most faithful to the cause—will ALWAYS, WITH NO EXCEPTIONS be treated the worst by his leaders, his managers, his bosses. The basic, UNDER reason is that the boss will always be jealous of the best worker. Being a manipulator, the boss has many feminine tendencies and is viscerally, perhaps even subconsciously, fearful of the more able masculine actor.

There is a sharper, more intractable, systemic reason for the institutional hatred of the competent, faithful, honest, able actor. The entire myth of civilization is anti-heroic, vested in the Holy Lie that an individual may never compete with a group; that only the group may succeed. The hero is a barbaric figure who is the very enemy of the Soul of Civilization. The System knows this, has a collective, instinct to purge its opposite nature that threads down through its subservient actors. Every liar, thief, obsessive rule follower, manager, slacker and criminal is a System T-Cell dedicated to killing the cancer that is the autonomous actor.

Men of faith may more easily see this in a reasonable light of supernatural intervention, that we are pawns in a great conflict beyond our ken. For the Godless among the readers, the instinctive System of oppression in tuned to its own symbolic substance, has been expressed. Be warned, Boxer, when one comes bearing falsehood more will, most like not follow, but converge on you, the point of autonomous resistance.

Mollie is the pretty mare who is so witless as to be of no use to Autonomy or Autarchy. Her inbred distraction, the social consciousness of fashion, her reflection in the watery mirror, these are all aspects of our dominant atomized social media society. Keep in mind that every glance at the news, every acquisition of a celebrity fact, every primp in the mirror to check and see if we will not offend the Farm, places another shutter over our lens on the world, thickens the veil that obscures the evil being worked upon us.

Squealer, the expert spokespig of the Animalism party represents our most pervasive social type; the expert. Squealer explains that the addendum, of All Animals are equal, “that some are more equal than others,” has always been in the founding constitution. Despite the fresh paint and obvious spurious nature of the negating clauses attached to the original principles, Squealer is able, due to his sanction, talent and position to render false into true, now into then.

During your young person’s life, advise them that Squealer’s analogs are legion.

When an evil, such as slavery, is narrowed to a definition that only folk of a certain race might be slaves, and that they are not really slaves unless their children are contractually obligated to be slaves, we have a prime example. People posturing on this point are either evil liars or their duped minions.

When we are told that only one group of people have ever faced mass extinction at the hands of other humans, we are signaled that another legion of lying minions are on the march to conquer our mind.

When the definition for a medical treatment is changed in dictionaries from an ages old definition to a fresh one, during a health crisis, then the Benjamin in us is made keenly aware that the Squealer’s, the “experts,” are using that health crisis as a the altar, the new treatment its fire, into which we are being fed as the very sacrifice to our wicked farmers.

Likewise, in a world where clouds suddenly began to form first as perfect lines two years ago, if we are now told that clouds always formed as lines and that the air frame zooming in advance of the perfect lineal cloud is a coincidence, then we know that the fix is in.

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The central piece of Animal Farm is the windmill and its building. Great collective works, such as The Tower of Babel, the Cold War, The Space Race, the quest for fully Artificial Intelligence, these are traps to bind the best of us and are always, ALWAYS, purposed as methods of our disposal. For instance, the ancient Suez Canal was a place for Pharaoh to inter 300,000 hated slave workers. The Great Wall of China was a grave for millions that protected nothing but the Emperor. WWI & WWII were a means to slaughter some hundred million of the most able, faithful, brave and hard working men on earth, so that the remnant of us would be of a kind LESSER by nature than previous generations.

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In this observer’s view, Animal Farm stands out as a teaching aid for the young person on the cusp of being fed into the very machine that has consumed races, nations, faiths, mountains, forests and ages. This allegory is an excellent reader for the youth weened on Potter in toddlerhood and Aesop in childhood, who is facing teenage induction into the most pervasive and successful engine for the extinguishing of souls yet devised by the managers of this planetary farm.

See also:

629 - Force Alchemy

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