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<"Very likely these Martians will make pets of some of them; train them to do tricks--who knows?--get sentimental over the pet boy who grew up and had to be killed. And some, maybe, they will train to hunt us."
ReplyDelete"No," I cried, "that's impossible! No human being----"
"What's the good of going on with such lies?" said the artilleryman. "There's men who'd do it cheerful. What nonsense to pretend there isn't!">
I've been saying this for years; not sure it's such a bad idea.
ReplyDeletePerry Farrell sang this a long time ago. He set it to a catchy tune, and put a positive spin on it to boot.
ReplyDeleteAs long as they treated me as well as I treat my pets, I don't think I'd much mind, especially if I got to stay in my apartment and snooze in a patch of sunshine as they went off to battle the crowds on the subway while attempting to get to their mind-numbingly dull jobs.
ReplyDeleteNo bills to pay!! Right on Gogira!!!
ReplyDeleteBetter pets than meat, I always say.
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