FLAWS OF PIG
Chapter One
Pig woke up and rolled in the mud several times, still yawning and not wanting to get out of slumber. The dream he had done was terribly nice that he wanted to continue and stay in the enchanted, but unfortunately the call of the master Bertoldo had been felt, and when he called Pig automatically wakes up and soon forgot everything but his will was perhaps otherwise. You could say that the master's voice was stronger than his underwear, all his desires, all his emotions, all his dreams were pleasant drive out of shot. Slowly
Pig tried to remember his dream and saw that she was clinging with Sowhleen and that if they gave the mad joy, had chased up the hill, then he took her and began to roll along and the dream had taken a strong erotic fold, but then it was Pig madly in love Sowhleen.
Sure, he had fallen in love. And as happens to all living beings when they fall in love, losing much of their ability, they begin to show how staggered, and ran after their own plan amorous fantasies, so the case for Pig. But his love was certainly very dependent on the odor and how he perceived them, unlike that of men who are no doubt sensitive to perfumes for women, but it must be conquered and stunned, but in general they are more sensitive to the visual excitement , so at least that seems to say all the research done on men, while Pig felt the smells of the creature loved everywhere, you only had a folatina a light wind and he was stunned and this led to a kind of permanent magnet. The stimulus was the smell of love, the smell for us men do not have this automatic connection with love, it can often be either a pleasant feeling, or sometimes an unbearable stench, while the nostrils of Pig became something stronger of every poem, every tune, became a deafening roar continued, was a reminder that exceeded all others.
So, what did the poor Pig when he felt the strong call of love?
He, like humans, we turn to the night sky and the moon looked dazed looking for a response to the thousand questions that were being racked my brains in my mind.
And the moon shone in upon him and looked at him, and something told him whisper, or rather with its rays. This picture
Pig and his talks with the moon gives a certain prominence to a romantic love in which love turns to be the night sky and confides in the moon with its rays answers its most troubled questions. Again, it's a romantic picture.
If we want, we also believe that all this really happen, we can reduce the whole phenomenon of hormonal impulses, which are perhaps senile in their intensity, we can proclaim that love science is nothing more than a physical-chemical with which we react to the pressures of our hormones, these small parts of our being, but they become important and give us the charges.
So all the squares would not be romantic that the invention of our minds, that they need to portray a pretty picture in the tenderness, a sweet look, a caress, a kiss, a hug, they need to show us love as a consolation to our disappointments and our frustrations. So
large part of the scientists tell us that love is ultimately a reaction of our body, is a chemical reaction precisely, and then what sense does it talk about feelings, desires, love?
Imagine then if science can in some way affect any of us imagine a pig in love!
Yet men have fantasized a lot about pigs. There was a great writer who has put them at the top of the hierarchy of a revolt against man and animal endowed them with intelligence say politics, able to investigate thoroughly the phenomenon of equality and to convince the other animals that they were more equal than everyone and therefore it is the organization's management of their farm animals.
recall the myth of the enchantress Circe who turned the companions of Odysseus into pigs.
Pigs are among the animals but not in high esteem, because people attach great importance to dogs and horses. Pig
But after we wandered a long time on many different theories of love and its components, Pig was really a secret of his conversation with the moon and felt strong the embarrassment of his thoughts more indecent that at some point was to force the romantic picture that he tried to describe her feelings about. In short, Pig was embarrassed by the contrast of indecency of his desires with the frames of his romantic love.
Chapter Two
Pig was a young man of about two years now that it had reached a healthy weight, which leads us to consider the specimen to be a mature and breeding.
is made however be unable to count on many friends his own age, because mysteriously disappeared one after another, especially the males.
He was very alarmed about a month prior to the sudden disappearance from the circulation of his close friend and playmate cutest, Pong, which, however, had little response to the equally mysterious disappearance of Ping. And so is that Ping Pong did not see any more and he thought he had succeeded in fleeing away, because he was not much to think about, his master Bertoldo treated them all with much love always, always gave him to eat all days of mouth-watering troughs, there was always all there were leftovers first courses, a second, side dishes and fruit in season, some were leftovers from meals of men, this Pig had got it right, but this could not detract from the good treatment he received from the master Bertoldo, who cared about twice a day to bring food and no doubt had to first get it, prepare it with love, because he felt a smell coming from licking the bristles short, Pig was treated like a king and he felt great confidence in the overall situation because it was too optimistic nature and always saw all rosy and then had unlimited confidence in the master Bertoldo for which also had a strong admiration, that reached up to worship, the Lord was so good Bertoldo and so generous, it was always full of smiles and good manners and felt that it was a person so that he would never hurt a fly even this was granted, those were nasty rumors began to circulate about him, some group of pigs that had begun to accuse master Bertoldo worried about feeding them to fatten up after them, who knows, and there were two or three individuals among the anarchists, however, who refused any authority and who said what There was a murderess who had a room where he completed his gruesome rituals and then selling the meat of his victims, but those who supported it and were no doubt by their own admission of anarchists and therefore not were trustworthy people, Pig was sure of his confidence in his master Bertoldo and could not doubt him.
should also say that the true tribe to which he belonged was composed of twelve pigs Pig including 3 males and 9 females and was decreased in the last two months of above and Ping Pong in anything that had been eclipsed.
But the tribe is often encountered in the nearby woods with another tribe also slightly larger with two goats were part of this tribe and the two anarchists declared that we have referred.
But as these other tribes Pig did not give them any credit, even and especially for their avowed political faith.
In his tribe was more a male is an age of great stature that weight, which was considered by all a little head, and called Pungchow. Between this and Pig had risen from a few months a sort of rivalry, because Pungchow had expressly forbidden to do any of Pig Sowhleen courting the beautiful and this had been very upset Pig, by what principle this blessed Pungchow felt entitled to intervene the wishes and feelings of others, and then maybe had to be Sowhleen to make him understand that his courtship was not wanted and could not impose one third for no reason, by mere arrogance, and then he fell in love with and would not listen to reason Sowhleen , for which there was a disagreement over who was placing between him and Pungchow, and this happened when they ate and had to stay away, and it seems that he did Pungchow instinctively and was anxious to get to eat at a place away from Pig, Pig and did the same, and then grazed Pig when he felt a strong desire teach him a lesson that old blowhard, but he stayed mostly out of respect for the good master Bertoldo, not wanted to plant their grain to him.
And then he felt it was better not to give it weight, so he could do what he thought Pungchow and say anything, his love for Sowhleen was stronger and would have triumphed over all, it seems that he meant that the Latin "amor vincit omnia "but it does not appear in the history of pigs who know Latin.
Anyway, the only thought she reassured the malignancy of Pungchow and he got distracted thinking about his love, however, had seen a few times, was a matter of a female who was part of the other tribes but for some reason or the ' another was detained and was not often flow freely to pasture, maybe they were aware of his charm, he had two legs that made crazy Pig, and how they move, trotted back ancate moving the Pig and this had now and then noticed the smell , was a peculiar smell, a smell that Pig had learned by heart and he felt a distance of miles and then his nose, was a movie star, a nose full of promise and hope, framed by two pink ears that he dreamed of enriching with cherries and fruit dangling, and then a curl tail that God knows how it was done, in short, his only thought Pig intorcinare felt all desire. What
Sowhleen had noticed the attention of Pig, the Pig still could not understand him, he had been approached by any more polite as possible at every opportunity, had sent the gentle phrases of courtship, but did not know whether his words had the desired effect, did not understand what were the words that were most pleasing to Sowhleen which also saw a couple of times and secluded Pungchow again with one of the anarchists.
Pig did not think the least they could have occurred irreparable things, because he realized that despite the insistent male attempts, they were rejected. This we feel proud because he thought she showed at the bottom to accept his ways and to reject requests made more bold by others.
is a bleeding wound of ear Pungchow had made it clear that she had also fought hard to dismiss, and this even more proud, and did he ever think it was his favorite.
Chapter Three
It is from this wound Pig came to the conclusion that it was unnecessary that he would begin to discuss with Pungchow or even would begin to fight with him Sowhleen winning the heart of the struggle between males for the female was not an ancient ritual that was out of date, was the female that was his choice at the right time and right place and therefore did not make sense to put some fighting between males, to competition, races, fights to the death, duels, combats any rule of chivalry and mail had to be left in oblivion, because everything that architect struggles and battles between males for the conquest of the beautiful and nothing helped, if the beautiful You could not want you to be the strongest rider, you could have defeated in battle two thousand contenders, but if you do not want you there was nothing to do, the thing to do was to try every way that she will wanted, to persuade the best words and courtship, the only serious thing was courting, all the struggles they could go to hell.
Pig And so he began to theorize about non-violence and the excitement of courtship, but began to encounter several obstacles, the same anarchists who refused to acknowledge any authority but were basically saying that the competition between males was a right way to occupy their own predispositions and that the attack so they could better explain the forces and this will of women passed in the second set of considerations, what mattered was to give due prominence to the struggle and the fight was to take place between males and when Pig objected that in the end, however, the ear bleeding had made him a Pungchow Sowhleen beautiful and that she had made the fight not to submit to tyranny, as they answered in chorus that this did not matter much and that you could not change a tradition of centuries of strife and chivalry that a female-only would not have changed the story, the Pig objected that the story who knows who had written it because it was obvious that if you would listen to the beautiful, not every battle before it was useless, at which the anarchists began to ask if he doubted the veracity of the Trojan War to which he replied: "Of course not!" But he did not understand why they carry this argument Trojan and some thought they were talking about something he did not know and in fact as they began to discuss the beautiful Helen, and he could not understand anything and did not understand where these two anarchists pulled out all these stories, and then him said to them, who had attended a pastor who was passionate about history and that he had recited the Iliad in front of the whole herd, including the two goats that did not understand one iota.
This discussion with the anarchists on whether or not the fight, however, reinforced his belief in the Pig. Why
had begun to realize that the senseless attack was useless and not help anyone, and then thought it was possible to establish a system of peaceful coexistence, there was bread glory and love for everyone on this world and that there was no need to totally unnecessary war. It made
but that his was a position that had to bear with great courage, because it was much easier to support the other argument of the physical necessity of the struggle and the necessity of the struggle in love.
Until one day he began to discuss this with your Pungchow.
Pig was so convinced of his opinion now that overwhelmed his opponent with his subjects and gave them the best shot in a row one after another, after the arguments were two, who makes him do and who is watching, but He seasoned them in a thousand sauces so much that he pulled out several minutes, almost without breath.
Pungchow listened in silence.
Then finally, when he was silent, he made his voice heard and said that if he thought that way, free to do so, but that others did not think they had to think like him and was always on guard and he expected an attack, because fortunately, he added with a smile, there was still freedom of opinion and there was no approval of the thoughts that he, Pig, perhaps wished.
Pig resent very much and said he did not want to impose by force their views, which in any case his was a vision against the use of force and could not see the smiles and the allusions of his party on freedom of thought, certain that he had not done anything to prevent it, whereupon he was told very sternly: "What do you do to facilitate and let them grow?" and then he entered the controversy with Pungchow, said he was looking to provoke him and the other responded with smiles and nods and he resented more and more until at some point tried to load it but did not notice that the other, very more accustomed to the physical struggles he was immediately taken away and for him to break with all his strength into a hedge, then in fact it was a trap because immediately after there was a big hole in the ground which gave entrance to Pig a well and we ended up heavily and remained in the balance, with two legs in the air and lost two legs trying desperately not to end up footing the bottom of the well, and while these efforts was loudly shouted for help but realized that Pungchow approached him, observed and made his smile that no one felt safe. Pig
Fortunately for her desperate cries reached the ears of the good master Bertoldo who immediately ran and took it with a rope to the back throwing the lasso, like cowboys, and pulled him to safety, the rope's became very ill but happy the narrow escape Pig soon forgot the pain and vowed eternal gratitude to the good master who had saved his life, despite the mischievous smiles and statements of Pungchow who kept saying that he was speaking for his benefit and not for good, that there was goodness, and that still would have had to wait hours of the attacks, given its competitive position in relation to the views and Sowhleen his ideas that he wanted to impose on others: the protests were unnecessary and Pungchow Pig greeted him with the usual smile and the threats which we have referred.
Chapter Four
Pig then realized that his life became a blockbuster because it was impressed by the fact that Pungchow had not accepted any of his attempts and indeed had struck against the bottom of every topic to do so nervous and force him to fight physical that he had decided to banish from his behavior.
And also the fact that each of his conviction was mocked let him into a kind of depression because he now felt that it threatened to end his freedom of opinion and that Pungchow also intervened heavily also on his personal feelings, such example, on his optimism, and making fun of them and made fun of him and his evil smiles had left him in so that Pig doll began to think of addressing some pork wise to give him advice, but is not there among pigs was someone able to understand something of her depression, they said everyone pulls a living, forget about it, Anchors Aweigh, or other such amenities and in the meantime he'd become increasingly depressed and began to question the popular wisdom.
All those good ways to say no to anything he needed and let alone Anchors Aweigh, Pig had tried to sing but was immediately silenced by a chorus of protests that it was high both from his tribe that the tribe nearby, he did not understand it and then had begun to raise a number of boos that echoed throughout the valley, Pig and he believed they were whistles of admiration he felt encouraged until they had arrived Bertoldo master who had looked so bad but so bad Pig that he understood that it was not really the case that he sang, and immediately stopped.
But his depression is increasing day by day and someone began to worry, a pig depressed you never know might even make some rash gesture and they began to change the advice, someone suggested to turn the sky and pray. Pig
then looked at the sky and began to pray and no chorus of protest came even seemed that his attitude was appreciated. Pig
Let's just say that he felt a certain pleasure in this new inner experience, religion for him was a novelty, had certainly not had a religious upbringing, but this kind of isolation from others and get in touch lonely with something he liked in the sky and began to make him a strange feeling, so much so that sometimes even forgot to pray and eat very slowly began to become his habit to prefer to pray to eat.
began to spread the word that came Pig in a kind of ecstasy, and some of his tribe began to look with suspicion, others do not understand these feelings, there was just someone who envied him, because he did something different from the usual everyday life. But
Pig had found a new way to occupy his time and a new pleasure. That seems to be developing that direct contact between him and the sky gave him a pleasant feeling and sometimes he seemed to see a population who spoke to him, and then put in contact with strange beings, it must have been ghosts, because they could see only him and nobody else, and then had long talks. But one day master
Bertoldo approached him just as he was in one of his mysterious meetings with spirits and was all set and started to look at him with his reproachful look which was so sensitive Pig, Pig, and left the meeting with the spirits and saw the eyes of Master Berthold and knew immediately that it was a rebuke and this sorry lot.
So he decided to pray in secret, and whenever she needed it was isolated in a rather hidden, he discovered a cave and then decided to infilarcisi in and decided to go there to pray.
The problem was that the cave did not allow a glimpse of the sky if the entry and the entry was put behind Pig.
But once some of his tribe pushed to tend to the entrance of the cave then took refuge in the hidden caves and realized that if you turned on the ceiling of the cave then the spirits with whom he was in contact with the vision of the sky looked the same and then Pig went deeper into the cave was very dark, but every so often seemed an underground river and then there were large rooms mysteriously illuminated, the light came from outside and found strength in large columns were filled with crystals of light. Pig remained all day in the cave when it was dark and he could now find his way back, remembering a little 'time that he had done and return to the tribe.
Pungchow There he found that he had tried a couple of times during the day and asked him where he had been at the Pig who pretended to nothing and said it was usually in the lawn, and Pungchow looked strange to himself wondering why anyone would had seen, and beginning to doubt his view. The next day
Pig ventured back into the cave and suddenly broke away from the wall a figure, seemed to be a rather strange and Pig was initially frightened, but told him that he should not fear, that he was a spirit and that his wishes would have gone along and asked him to express one to test.
Pig churches that bring the beloved Sowhleen, the spirit disappeared and appeared Sowhleen, Pig believed to have dizziness and began to sniff and she began to smell it everywhere in the cave and sniffed and felt a great pleasure Pig but he wondered if that was a dream or a kind of hallucination or something, because he did not understand this sudden appearance of Sowhleen, however, does not pose many problems because the craziest desires began to take it and to be pressing, and also seemed Sowhleen Pig and so eager to let go as well and made a love Sowhleen intense and passionate, so much so that Sowhleen whispered to him that they would certainly have consequences, she was a modern woman and took her precautions not to remain pregnant, but that abandonment thus suggests that the total could hardly have been able to avoid it and in that case it whispered that perhaps it was time to start a family, Pig was happy with her words and was happy for the love they had done, he said that he would be happy to start a family with her and she told him that He was the father of the children, such as a small thought Pig, to himself, though not asked loudly and when he began to prepare to ask the question as the lovely Sowhleen spell disappeared.
It appeared the spirit of earlier, much to the chagrin of Pig which also found itself in an awkward position and moved away quickly.
spirit, with a smile, looked at him and return to his mysterious hiding and disappeared from the sight of Pig. The
quite excited as he hurried out of the cave and immediately went in search Sowhleen neighboring tribe, and finally saw that he was disappointed and found flirting with one of those anarchists that we talked about.
Pig felt betrayed, but he did not understand how lovely Sowhleen had passed quietly in love with him the love grotto pool with the anarchist, and began to wonder if what he had felt it was not a dream or hallucination, and on the other hand did not know how to be sure because he was ashamed to ask openly Sowhleen, which was also occupied with other matters. So Pig
held his doubt.
Chapter Five
Pig One day they began to ask questions about his physical appearance and if he was a young man who could pleasure, good-looking, or if there are any defects that could fix, perhaps changing the style and orientation of the bristles, giving himself or tweaks to the ears, or with some eye makeup, maybe those could be replaced with blond eyebrows bushy black eyebrows.
I mean Pig began to have doubts about her beauty, and you had to solve, because he found a stream and went every day to reflect, and wondered whether his appearance would cause some pleasant or unpleasant sensation.
aesthetics and his appearance began to become almost an obsession, Pig began to stream into the bathroom because she had the feeling of being dirty and disheveled, then plunged into the water, then wiped repeatedly rolling around on the grass and made a habit of repeating this ritual twice a day, until one day he discovered that on that same stream a little further and went lavanderine of soap used and he was often immersed in them, on the one hand he liked because there were bubbles, the other realized that those soaps that came to him were bearers of human filth of clothes that were washed, then made a gesture of disgust and chose a point in the stream upstream of lavanderine; every morning and afternoons spent near the Pig wash it found the presence of lavanderine and then went a little further and immersed himself so he was sure not to have problems of water pollution from the soap. But even here
Pig saw that the water was not very clean, inspected the area and found that the brook came the exhaust pipe of a factory, a tannery and Pig had noticed that the water was charged residue processing and was often painted and then he realized that the strange itching were short, this stream was becoming a little problem, a point was not easy to dive safely, so one day Pig began to ask searching questions on whether or not to wash easily and decided it was best to avoid the stream and washes.
But did not stop to think about his appearance, he was pleased with the stream for reflection, and one day he was seen by one of those anarchists and above this they began to talk to everyone and the fact that he looked pleased Pig in the stream and admired his reflection passed from mouth to mouth in her tribe and also in the neighboring tribe, and everyone was talking in a way that felt condemned this excessive vanity, was nicknamed Pig Pungchow Narcissus, and was called almost everyone with this nickname.
Pig was initially a bit 'wrong, then we had the habit, after the name they gave him was not long enough and he was sorry, but everyone said that vanity was not a virtue to be cultivated by a piglet well, that was inconvenient, to which the issue was this moral condemnation of the whole community (including the neighboring tribe, which was heard with respect to moral issues). So
Pig was forced to try to go to the hidden stream, but there could easily and then began to feel deprived of his freedom, he felt strong control exercised by the tribe (and the neighboring tribe that was felt all right) on the behavior of each individual with the rules on things that in the end then who knows who were harmed , after which the damage was to the community that he did if he was reflected in the stream, and then he heard the sentence for the general care that he had put his image, in short, he felt a strong attack on his personal freedom and its fundamental rights.
He tried to talk to someone, and looked good from those blessed anarchists because he now thought that they were the most conformist and who were call anarchists but basically they were the first to support the rules and absurd to condemn his attempts to gain a little freedom.
So with these anarchists there was not much dialogue, they were only able to talk and then when the time behaved worse than the others.
Instead he sought the advice of a pig anonymous, one who always seemed that you did too much about his business, but that gave him a degree of calm in his discretion.
Pig asked him directly what he thought of all those attacks he had suffered for his aesthetic concerns, especially as he had that nickname saddled Narcissus did not mind that at the beginning but now he felt as strong a conviction, and if all this is not a real restriction on personal freedom, which he considered sacred and inviolable.
The other looked at him in amazement, then said he knew nothing of these matters, that he had not heard about the nickname they had given him, and he did not know much about issues of individual freedom, for him these were not problems that deeply touched, if anything was clear that there must be some problem on the fact that most of the members of the tribe were females and the males disappear from circulation and were always in the minority.
This discussion reminded her all the doubts that a Pig had at the time and had always driven from his mind and began to be of the basic questions, but after a few minutes he realized that the key questions left no living quiet so he made a great effort to forget all these problems, the bottom could be a false problem.
The fact is that Pig was unable to have absolutely no doubt about padron Bertoldo, which he deserved the most absolute confidence was an issue that also had its sides a little mystical, Pig he needs to believe in something, he could not be skeptical about everything and everyone, and then master Bertoldo must say that he had always done everything to earn his boundless confidence, for that Pig was almost going against a conviction rooted in any way doubting him.
Chapter Six
Pig can be said that he was a pacifist. He had his own concept of the futility of violent struggle that made him hate all forms of war that did not conceive that we could trigger disputes between the tribes and even among groups of affiliated tribes.
They had talked about the wars that were undoubtedly been in the past, someone had talked about the Trojan War, but was referring to the fact that he had heard of a war between men, wars between tribes, however, pigs were oral traditions that they spoke and felt constantly say that the ancestors of pigs, which were identified with certainty in the wild boar, had of ancient wars among themselves for domination of vast areas and in particular, being people who lived giving himself almost exclusively to hunting, for the conquest of new hunting grounds.
They came, however, with this oral transmission of stories that seemed more like legends, extolling the virtues of a warrior group of wild boars, which had resisted for years to a horrible attack and then had gone to the counter and had won a hunting but this talk about the old sizes to what it was, he wondered Pig, because now the story was very different and no longer knew where boars were gone and there was talk of pigs, however, if there would be no need to reconstruct a history of pigs and this was not passed on Pig and wondered why.
However all the traditions about the wars of the boar did not affect him much. Then
Pig was a proponent of nonviolent struggle.
was convinced that little could any form of violence, instead of the best victories in his opinion could be obtained with different techniques, which rely more on organized forms of non-violent acts, however, that could bring confusion in the enemy forces.
So hated the stories of the clashes last attack, and all the encouragement that he found the violent struggle daily.
on these convictions, however, did not find many others who think like him, had indeed had a lot of contrasts and we have already told contrasts with Pungchow, but in fact the story became more and more complicated for him, proclaiming himself a pacifist because of the fact brought him to have at any other label provocative because it said that he was hiding behind the banner of pacifism, however, that he believed he really only knew him in his underwear and in fact happened in the end could cause the reaction of his opponents who had had to take their initiative, and this ended up benefit you in a clear manner, so that all or at least the majority had made the view that pacifism said were nothing more than a clever way to get involved, the other was take an initiative for violent and it all became easier, first because you could somehow turn human authority, saying that he was subjected to threats and violence, and secondly because he could also simulate and accuse someone unjustly, the third because he could aims to reach some kind of unjustified accusations, and in fact all these arguments were made against him because he dared to proclaim peace, and the accusations were the most violent of the two so-called anarchists, perhaps it was a form of political struggle, but the two could not bear Pig, and vice versa.
Among other sometime during the spring was a real organized Pig attack on this topic, or perhaps some other issue, in fact there was a real investigation around the matrix and the motive and the reasons and political reasons dell'insano gesture or rather the attempt to act insane. Pig
While sleeping, just near the place where he had fallen asleep, stubble burning and the fire began to spread in a moment getting to the couch where he slept peacefully in his sleep and Pig recalled that he felt a murmur, was in his dream someone who moaned and he began to hum a song in my sleep and woke up nauseated by his hand or perhaps it was he who sent the complaint Pig actually just woke up just in time because she was going focused and we know that there's nothing more appetizing than a pig on the grill, the fact that if the fire had taken everything would be burnt and then speeches culinary no importance.
Pig tried to make a complaint over the incident, but I have not wanted to do it unfortunately never learned to write about the lack of a special school, which I must say it was caused by gross negligence of the master Bertoldo, which in fact did nothing to education and culture of the pigs. So the complaint or the complaint, as we call it, was the head of Pig.
He thought of revenge. His suspicions were on Pungchow author of the crime, but then thought better of it and remembered that he himself had been to help him and then went to his suspicions on two so-called anarchists, because he thought it was necessary to organize an attack arsonist to be in force at least two. And always when there are suspicions of the attacks on anarchists to fall immediately, especially if more than one. The theory
dell'autocombustione Pig unsaid now no credit, because we know instinctively that the fires are almost always malicious. The only thing that could point to a fact that is not really wanted a cigarette butt was going to end up on the tow, and began to search among those pigs who had the habit of smoking, there were still some that despite the terrible consequences of smoking could not to stop smoking, and compared them for a while 'time direct searches of Pig. However
his research were unsuccessful and the author of the crime remained unknown.
Chapter Seven
Pig Of course they tried often lonely places and it was not right, you can also say, a pig-in-waiting, even had trouble socializing, but he liked to sit on his own and not be bothered by silly talk about the weather or the food, because those were the speeches that were the most popular, also for the fact that it is quite inconvenient to get to talk about sex so freely and without restraint, there was someone who tried to do it, but most left him alone now, were mostly females who entertained each other in conversations about sex in their effects were far ahead and had a sexuality lived freely without repression, but the males were always among the usual problems of taboo topics as intimate and prohibited and had not started a football league among pigs and is not interested in what the men were missing their topics of conversation for which you fell always on time and food, Pig was tired and preferred to give up these conversations only if made to look like well-trained pigs.
It was his world and take refuge in thoughtful, we referred to his talks with the spirits, but had also started to make many reflections on the meaning of existence and was planning to write a book, just do not know that pigs known to write and Pig hoped to learn, but then he missed the persistence and seriousness of purpose and above all he was missing a teacher for pigs.
But one day while wandering along the banks of the stream Pig met a solitary old boar that had come out of nowhere and found that it was watching him with interest, Pig and asked him where he came from, that smiled and began to tell his life.
"My name is Cing Quo Vet, I am a boar of Asian origin, we moved here in these parts on time gone, there was a historical migration of wild boars in Asia, my parents they can no longer hunt the wild, the Chinese and Japanese and Indians, they too, were made to do all the wild boars, they were sitting in peace and those coming with all sorts of weaponry and attacking them, especially when they went to drink from rivers, the Indians did not admit that the boar might drink to the rivers that made them prisoners and then gathered them in concentration camps in which the consumption of wild boar terrible violence against them. And to think that we had lived in the boar more than ever by the people of Asia for centuries, and especially the Indians, even respected us for a sacred kind of respect due to their religion, there was a time when the wild boars could easily go into the city and the streets where the men met with the cows and organization of the party, then this sudden and unjustified persecution There must have been some holy man who must have launched a campaign against us, the fact is that there were massacres of the innocent, then wild boars and many families decided to emigrate to other lands, who went on long journeys on foot, who was able to take But the ships were unseaworthy vessels, so when they were halfway sank and there were the tragedies of the sea, my ancestors came a long trip on one of these tramp who miraculously came ashore. This story has been passed and I know why we are always told, however, is now part of our knowledge. "
" Look, man Cing Vet Quo, "said Pig," but you boars have never learned to write and packaging? "
" No, but the oral tradition is better than written, and we retain our history so much better "
" Only that I would take notes on my thoughts and then I would write something about the history of the pigs, but can not write and I thought you could help me. "
" No, I can not, we do not know how to write and wild boar do not believe that there is useful, the oral tradition is superior to writing, and we tells us that our stories and all that we need to know. "
" Come on, Cing, you can call it ........"
"Certainly, it is more friendly and shorter"
"E then, Cing, do not be modest, they told me that you are very wise and that the letters exchanged between you, do not say anything to anyone
worry ...." "But who has told you this nonsense, are all false
....." "Do not be modest, Cing, everyone knows that they know to keep the boar pen and said that there are also philosophers in wild boar ..........
....." "This is true, but does not allow you to tell us that around sappaiamo write
............"" Come on, Cing, the modest .................. do not know it all! "
Cing Quo Vet began to look at him oddly, then suddenly confessed that they had learned to write a letter that they wrote with their horns on the ground every time he attacked, but did not know the other letters. It showed him, with the horns began to draw a mark on the ground and the sign was when he had finished. But letter is not a language and not enough to write a word.
he withdrew into the forest, disturbed by so much insistence Pig.
that since then he realized it was pointless to insist he did not know if the other do, and began to think of the oral tradition to convey his thoughts to others and its reflections.
Chapter One
Pig woke up and rolled in the mud several times, still yawning and not wanting to get out of slumber. The dream he had done was terribly nice that he wanted to continue and stay in the enchanted, but unfortunately the call of the master Bertoldo had been felt, and when he called Pig automatically wakes up and soon forgot everything but his will was perhaps otherwise. You could say that the master's voice was stronger than his underwear, all his desires, all his emotions, all his dreams were pleasant drive out of shot. Slowly
Pig tried to remember his dream and saw that she was clinging with Sowhleen and that if they gave the mad joy, had chased up the hill, then he took her and began to roll along and the dream had taken a strong erotic fold, but then it was Pig madly in love Sowhleen.
Sure, he had fallen in love. And as happens to all living beings when they fall in love, losing much of their ability, they begin to show how staggered, and ran after their own plan amorous fantasies, so the case for Pig. But his love was certainly very dependent on the odor and how he perceived them, unlike that of men who are no doubt sensitive to perfumes for women, but it must be conquered and stunned, but in general they are more sensitive to the visual excitement , so at least that seems to say all the research done on men, while Pig felt the smells of the creature loved everywhere, you only had a folatina a light wind and he was stunned and this led to a kind of permanent magnet. The stimulus was the smell of love, the smell for us men do not have this automatic connection with love, it can often be either a pleasant feeling, or sometimes an unbearable stench, while the nostrils of Pig became something stronger of every poem, every tune, became a deafening roar continued, was a reminder that exceeded all others.
So, what did the poor Pig when he felt the strong call of love?
He, like humans, we turn to the night sky and the moon looked dazed looking for a response to the thousand questions that were being racked my brains in my mind.
And the moon shone in upon him and looked at him, and something told him whisper, or rather with its rays. This picture
Pig and his talks with the moon gives a certain prominence to a romantic love in which love turns to be the night sky and confides in the moon with its rays answers its most troubled questions. Again, it's a romantic picture.
If we want, we also believe that all this really happen, we can reduce the whole phenomenon of hormonal impulses, which are perhaps senile in their intensity, we can proclaim that love science is nothing more than a physical-chemical with which we react to the pressures of our hormones, these small parts of our being, but they become important and give us the charges.
So all the squares would not be romantic that the invention of our minds, that they need to portray a pretty picture in the tenderness, a sweet look, a caress, a kiss, a hug, they need to show us love as a consolation to our disappointments and our frustrations. So
large part of the scientists tell us that love is ultimately a reaction of our body, is a chemical reaction precisely, and then what sense does it talk about feelings, desires, love?
Imagine then if science can in some way affect any of us imagine a pig in love!
Yet men have fantasized a lot about pigs. There was a great writer who has put them at the top of the hierarchy of a revolt against man and animal endowed them with intelligence say politics, able to investigate thoroughly the phenomenon of equality and to convince the other animals that they were more equal than everyone and therefore it is the organization's management of their farm animals.
recall the myth of the enchantress Circe who turned the companions of Odysseus into pigs.
Pigs are among the animals but not in high esteem, because people attach great importance to dogs and horses. Pig
But after we wandered a long time on many different theories of love and its components, Pig was really a secret of his conversation with the moon and felt strong the embarrassment of his thoughts more indecent that at some point was to force the romantic picture that he tried to describe her feelings about. In short, Pig was embarrassed by the contrast of indecency of his desires with the frames of his romantic love.
Chapter Two
Pig was a young man of about two years now that it had reached a healthy weight, which leads us to consider the specimen to be a mature and breeding.
is made however be unable to count on many friends his own age, because mysteriously disappeared one after another, especially the males.
He was very alarmed about a month prior to the sudden disappearance from the circulation of his close friend and playmate cutest, Pong, which, however, had little response to the equally mysterious disappearance of Ping. And so is that Ping Pong did not see any more and he thought he had succeeded in fleeing away, because he was not much to think about, his master Bertoldo treated them all with much love always, always gave him to eat all days of mouth-watering troughs, there was always all there were leftovers first courses, a second, side dishes and fruit in season, some were leftovers from meals of men, this Pig had got it right, but this could not detract from the good treatment he received from the master Bertoldo, who cared about twice a day to bring food and no doubt had to first get it, prepare it with love, because he felt a smell coming from licking the bristles short, Pig was treated like a king and he felt great confidence in the overall situation because it was too optimistic nature and always saw all rosy and then had unlimited confidence in the master Bertoldo for which also had a strong admiration, that reached up to worship, the Lord was so good Bertoldo and so generous, it was always full of smiles and good manners and felt that it was a person so that he would never hurt a fly even this was granted, those were nasty rumors began to circulate about him, some group of pigs that had begun to accuse master Bertoldo worried about feeding them to fatten up after them, who knows, and there were two or three individuals among the anarchists, however, who refused any authority and who said what There was a murderess who had a room where he completed his gruesome rituals and then selling the meat of his victims, but those who supported it and were no doubt by their own admission of anarchists and therefore not were trustworthy people, Pig was sure of his confidence in his master Bertoldo and could not doubt him.
should also say that the true tribe to which he belonged was composed of twelve pigs Pig including 3 males and 9 females and was decreased in the last two months of above and Ping Pong in anything that had been eclipsed.
But the tribe is often encountered in the nearby woods with another tribe also slightly larger with two goats were part of this tribe and the two anarchists declared that we have referred.
But as these other tribes Pig did not give them any credit, even and especially for their avowed political faith.
In his tribe was more a male is an age of great stature that weight, which was considered by all a little head, and called Pungchow. Between this and Pig had risen from a few months a sort of rivalry, because Pungchow had expressly forbidden to do any of Pig Sowhleen courting the beautiful and this had been very upset Pig, by what principle this blessed Pungchow felt entitled to intervene the wishes and feelings of others, and then maybe had to be Sowhleen to make him understand that his courtship was not wanted and could not impose one third for no reason, by mere arrogance, and then he fell in love with and would not listen to reason Sowhleen , for which there was a disagreement over who was placing between him and Pungchow, and this happened when they ate and had to stay away, and it seems that he did Pungchow instinctively and was anxious to get to eat at a place away from Pig, Pig and did the same, and then grazed Pig when he felt a strong desire teach him a lesson that old blowhard, but he stayed mostly out of respect for the good master Bertoldo, not wanted to plant their grain to him.
And then he felt it was better not to give it weight, so he could do what he thought Pungchow and say anything, his love for Sowhleen was stronger and would have triumphed over all, it seems that he meant that the Latin "amor vincit omnia "but it does not appear in the history of pigs who know Latin.
Anyway, the only thought she reassured the malignancy of Pungchow and he got distracted thinking about his love, however, had seen a few times, was a matter of a female who was part of the other tribes but for some reason or the ' another was detained and was not often flow freely to pasture, maybe they were aware of his charm, he had two legs that made crazy Pig, and how they move, trotted back ancate moving the Pig and this had now and then noticed the smell , was a peculiar smell, a smell that Pig had learned by heart and he felt a distance of miles and then his nose, was a movie star, a nose full of promise and hope, framed by two pink ears that he dreamed of enriching with cherries and fruit dangling, and then a curl tail that God knows how it was done, in short, his only thought Pig intorcinare felt all desire. What
Sowhleen had noticed the attention of Pig, the Pig still could not understand him, he had been approached by any more polite as possible at every opportunity, had sent the gentle phrases of courtship, but did not know whether his words had the desired effect, did not understand what were the words that were most pleasing to Sowhleen which also saw a couple of times and secluded Pungchow again with one of the anarchists.
Pig did not think the least they could have occurred irreparable things, because he realized that despite the insistent male attempts, they were rejected. This we feel proud because he thought she showed at the bottom to accept his ways and to reject requests made more bold by others.
is a bleeding wound of ear Pungchow had made it clear that she had also fought hard to dismiss, and this even more proud, and did he ever think it was his favorite.
Chapter Three
It is from this wound Pig came to the conclusion that it was unnecessary that he would begin to discuss with Pungchow or even would begin to fight with him Sowhleen winning the heart of the struggle between males for the female was not an ancient ritual that was out of date, was the female that was his choice at the right time and right place and therefore did not make sense to put some fighting between males, to competition, races, fights to the death, duels, combats any rule of chivalry and mail had to be left in oblivion, because everything that architect struggles and battles between males for the conquest of the beautiful and nothing helped, if the beautiful You could not want you to be the strongest rider, you could have defeated in battle two thousand contenders, but if you do not want you there was nothing to do, the thing to do was to try every way that she will wanted, to persuade the best words and courtship, the only serious thing was courting, all the struggles they could go to hell.
Pig And so he began to theorize about non-violence and the excitement of courtship, but began to encounter several obstacles, the same anarchists who refused to acknowledge any authority but were basically saying that the competition between males was a right way to occupy their own predispositions and that the attack so they could better explain the forces and this will of women passed in the second set of considerations, what mattered was to give due prominence to the struggle and the fight was to take place between males and when Pig objected that in the end, however, the ear bleeding had made him a Pungchow Sowhleen beautiful and that she had made the fight not to submit to tyranny, as they answered in chorus that this did not matter much and that you could not change a tradition of centuries of strife and chivalry that a female-only would not have changed the story, the Pig objected that the story who knows who had written it because it was obvious that if you would listen to the beautiful, not every battle before it was useless, at which the anarchists began to ask if he doubted the veracity of the Trojan War to which he replied: "Of course not!" But he did not understand why they carry this argument Trojan and some thought they were talking about something he did not know and in fact as they began to discuss the beautiful Helen, and he could not understand anything and did not understand where these two anarchists pulled out all these stories, and then him said to them, who had attended a pastor who was passionate about history and that he had recited the Iliad in front of the whole herd, including the two goats that did not understand one iota.
This discussion with the anarchists on whether or not the fight, however, reinforced his belief in the Pig. Why
had begun to realize that the senseless attack was useless and not help anyone, and then thought it was possible to establish a system of peaceful coexistence, there was bread glory and love for everyone on this world and that there was no need to totally unnecessary war. It made
but that his was a position that had to bear with great courage, because it was much easier to support the other argument of the physical necessity of the struggle and the necessity of the struggle in love.
Until one day he began to discuss this with your Pungchow.
Pig was so convinced of his opinion now that overwhelmed his opponent with his subjects and gave them the best shot in a row one after another, after the arguments were two, who makes him do and who is watching, but He seasoned them in a thousand sauces so much that he pulled out several minutes, almost without breath.
Pungchow listened in silence.
Then finally, when he was silent, he made his voice heard and said that if he thought that way, free to do so, but that others did not think they had to think like him and was always on guard and he expected an attack, because fortunately, he added with a smile, there was still freedom of opinion and there was no approval of the thoughts that he, Pig, perhaps wished.
Pig resent very much and said he did not want to impose by force their views, which in any case his was a vision against the use of force and could not see the smiles and the allusions of his party on freedom of thought, certain that he had not done anything to prevent it, whereupon he was told very sternly: "What do you do to facilitate and let them grow?" and then he entered the controversy with Pungchow, said he was looking to provoke him and the other responded with smiles and nods and he resented more and more until at some point tried to load it but did not notice that the other, very more accustomed to the physical struggles he was immediately taken away and for him to break with all his strength into a hedge, then in fact it was a trap because immediately after there was a big hole in the ground which gave entrance to Pig a well and we ended up heavily and remained in the balance, with two legs in the air and lost two legs trying desperately not to end up footing the bottom of the well, and while these efforts was loudly shouted for help but realized that Pungchow approached him, observed and made his smile that no one felt safe. Pig
Fortunately for her desperate cries reached the ears of the good master Bertoldo who immediately ran and took it with a rope to the back throwing the lasso, like cowboys, and pulled him to safety, the rope's became very ill but happy the narrow escape Pig soon forgot the pain and vowed eternal gratitude to the good master who had saved his life, despite the mischievous smiles and statements of Pungchow who kept saying that he was speaking for his benefit and not for good, that there was goodness, and that still would have had to wait hours of the attacks, given its competitive position in relation to the views and Sowhleen his ideas that he wanted to impose on others: the protests were unnecessary and Pungchow Pig greeted him with the usual smile and the threats which we have referred.
Chapter Four
Pig then realized that his life became a blockbuster because it was impressed by the fact that Pungchow had not accepted any of his attempts and indeed had struck against the bottom of every topic to do so nervous and force him to fight physical that he had decided to banish from his behavior.
And also the fact that each of his conviction was mocked let him into a kind of depression because he now felt that it threatened to end his freedom of opinion and that Pungchow also intervened heavily also on his personal feelings, such example, on his optimism, and making fun of them and made fun of him and his evil smiles had left him in so that Pig doll began to think of addressing some pork wise to give him advice, but is not there among pigs was someone able to understand something of her depression, they said everyone pulls a living, forget about it, Anchors Aweigh, or other such amenities and in the meantime he'd become increasingly depressed and began to question the popular wisdom.
All those good ways to say no to anything he needed and let alone Anchors Aweigh, Pig had tried to sing but was immediately silenced by a chorus of protests that it was high both from his tribe that the tribe nearby, he did not understand it and then had begun to raise a number of boos that echoed throughout the valley, Pig and he believed they were whistles of admiration he felt encouraged until they had arrived Bertoldo master who had looked so bad but so bad Pig that he understood that it was not really the case that he sang, and immediately stopped.
But his depression is increasing day by day and someone began to worry, a pig depressed you never know might even make some rash gesture and they began to change the advice, someone suggested to turn the sky and pray. Pig
then looked at the sky and began to pray and no chorus of protest came even seemed that his attitude was appreciated. Pig
Let's just say that he felt a certain pleasure in this new inner experience, religion for him was a novelty, had certainly not had a religious upbringing, but this kind of isolation from others and get in touch lonely with something he liked in the sky and began to make him a strange feeling, so much so that sometimes even forgot to pray and eat very slowly began to become his habit to prefer to pray to eat.
began to spread the word that came Pig in a kind of ecstasy, and some of his tribe began to look with suspicion, others do not understand these feelings, there was just someone who envied him, because he did something different from the usual everyday life. But
Pig had found a new way to occupy his time and a new pleasure. That seems to be developing that direct contact between him and the sky gave him a pleasant feeling and sometimes he seemed to see a population who spoke to him, and then put in contact with strange beings, it must have been ghosts, because they could see only him and nobody else, and then had long talks. But one day master
Bertoldo approached him just as he was in one of his mysterious meetings with spirits and was all set and started to look at him with his reproachful look which was so sensitive Pig, Pig, and left the meeting with the spirits and saw the eyes of Master Berthold and knew immediately that it was a rebuke and this sorry lot.
So he decided to pray in secret, and whenever she needed it was isolated in a rather hidden, he discovered a cave and then decided to infilarcisi in and decided to go there to pray.
The problem was that the cave did not allow a glimpse of the sky if the entry and the entry was put behind Pig.
But once some of his tribe pushed to tend to the entrance of the cave then took refuge in the hidden caves and realized that if you turned on the ceiling of the cave then the spirits with whom he was in contact with the vision of the sky looked the same and then Pig went deeper into the cave was very dark, but every so often seemed an underground river and then there were large rooms mysteriously illuminated, the light came from outside and found strength in large columns were filled with crystals of light. Pig remained all day in the cave when it was dark and he could now find his way back, remembering a little 'time that he had done and return to the tribe.
Pungchow There he found that he had tried a couple of times during the day and asked him where he had been at the Pig who pretended to nothing and said it was usually in the lawn, and Pungchow looked strange to himself wondering why anyone would had seen, and beginning to doubt his view. The next day
Pig ventured back into the cave and suddenly broke away from the wall a figure, seemed to be a rather strange and Pig was initially frightened, but told him that he should not fear, that he was a spirit and that his wishes would have gone along and asked him to express one to test.
Pig churches that bring the beloved Sowhleen, the spirit disappeared and appeared Sowhleen, Pig believed to have dizziness and began to sniff and she began to smell it everywhere in the cave and sniffed and felt a great pleasure Pig but he wondered if that was a dream or a kind of hallucination or something, because he did not understand this sudden appearance of Sowhleen, however, does not pose many problems because the craziest desires began to take it and to be pressing, and also seemed Sowhleen Pig and so eager to let go as well and made a love Sowhleen intense and passionate, so much so that Sowhleen whispered to him that they would certainly have consequences, she was a modern woman and took her precautions not to remain pregnant, but that abandonment thus suggests that the total could hardly have been able to avoid it and in that case it whispered that perhaps it was time to start a family, Pig was happy with her words and was happy for the love they had done, he said that he would be happy to start a family with her and she told him that He was the father of the children, such as a small thought Pig, to himself, though not asked loudly and when he began to prepare to ask the question as the lovely Sowhleen spell disappeared.
It appeared the spirit of earlier, much to the chagrin of Pig which also found itself in an awkward position and moved away quickly.
spirit, with a smile, looked at him and return to his mysterious hiding and disappeared from the sight of Pig. The
quite excited as he hurried out of the cave and immediately went in search Sowhleen neighboring tribe, and finally saw that he was disappointed and found flirting with one of those anarchists that we talked about.
Pig felt betrayed, but he did not understand how lovely Sowhleen had passed quietly in love with him the love grotto pool with the anarchist, and began to wonder if what he had felt it was not a dream or hallucination, and on the other hand did not know how to be sure because he was ashamed to ask openly Sowhleen, which was also occupied with other matters. So Pig
held his doubt.
Chapter Five
Pig One day they began to ask questions about his physical appearance and if he was a young man who could pleasure, good-looking, or if there are any defects that could fix, perhaps changing the style and orientation of the bristles, giving himself or tweaks to the ears, or with some eye makeup, maybe those could be replaced with blond eyebrows bushy black eyebrows.
I mean Pig began to have doubts about her beauty, and you had to solve, because he found a stream and went every day to reflect, and wondered whether his appearance would cause some pleasant or unpleasant sensation.
aesthetics and his appearance began to become almost an obsession, Pig began to stream into the bathroom because she had the feeling of being dirty and disheveled, then plunged into the water, then wiped repeatedly rolling around on the grass and made a habit of repeating this ritual twice a day, until one day he discovered that on that same stream a little further and went lavanderine of soap used and he was often immersed in them, on the one hand he liked because there were bubbles, the other realized that those soaps that came to him were bearers of human filth of clothes that were washed, then made a gesture of disgust and chose a point in the stream upstream of lavanderine; every morning and afternoons spent near the Pig wash it found the presence of lavanderine and then went a little further and immersed himself so he was sure not to have problems of water pollution from the soap. But even here
Pig saw that the water was not very clean, inspected the area and found that the brook came the exhaust pipe of a factory, a tannery and Pig had noticed that the water was charged residue processing and was often painted and then he realized that the strange itching were short, this stream was becoming a little problem, a point was not easy to dive safely, so one day Pig began to ask searching questions on whether or not to wash easily and decided it was best to avoid the stream and washes.
But did not stop to think about his appearance, he was pleased with the stream for reflection, and one day he was seen by one of those anarchists and above this they began to talk to everyone and the fact that he looked pleased Pig in the stream and admired his reflection passed from mouth to mouth in her tribe and also in the neighboring tribe, and everyone was talking in a way that felt condemned this excessive vanity, was nicknamed Pig Pungchow Narcissus, and was called almost everyone with this nickname.
Pig was initially a bit 'wrong, then we had the habit, after the name they gave him was not long enough and he was sorry, but everyone said that vanity was not a virtue to be cultivated by a piglet well, that was inconvenient, to which the issue was this moral condemnation of the whole community (including the neighboring tribe, which was heard with respect to moral issues). So
Pig was forced to try to go to the hidden stream, but there could easily and then began to feel deprived of his freedom, he felt strong control exercised by the tribe (and the neighboring tribe that was felt all right) on the behavior of each individual with the rules on things that in the end then who knows who were harmed , after which the damage was to the community that he did if he was reflected in the stream, and then he heard the sentence for the general care that he had put his image, in short, he felt a strong attack on his personal freedom and its fundamental rights.
He tried to talk to someone, and looked good from those blessed anarchists because he now thought that they were the most conformist and who were call anarchists but basically they were the first to support the rules and absurd to condemn his attempts to gain a little freedom.
So with these anarchists there was not much dialogue, they were only able to talk and then when the time behaved worse than the others.
Instead he sought the advice of a pig anonymous, one who always seemed that you did too much about his business, but that gave him a degree of calm in his discretion.
Pig asked him directly what he thought of all those attacks he had suffered for his aesthetic concerns, especially as he had that nickname saddled Narcissus did not mind that at the beginning but now he felt as strong a conviction, and if all this is not a real restriction on personal freedom, which he considered sacred and inviolable.
The other looked at him in amazement, then said he knew nothing of these matters, that he had not heard about the nickname they had given him, and he did not know much about issues of individual freedom, for him these were not problems that deeply touched, if anything was clear that there must be some problem on the fact that most of the members of the tribe were females and the males disappear from circulation and were always in the minority.
This discussion reminded her all the doubts that a Pig had at the time and had always driven from his mind and began to be of the basic questions, but after a few minutes he realized that the key questions left no living quiet so he made a great effort to forget all these problems, the bottom could be a false problem.
The fact is that Pig was unable to have absolutely no doubt about padron Bertoldo, which he deserved the most absolute confidence was an issue that also had its sides a little mystical, Pig he needs to believe in something, he could not be skeptical about everything and everyone, and then master Bertoldo must say that he had always done everything to earn his boundless confidence, for that Pig was almost going against a conviction rooted in any way doubting him.
Chapter Six
Pig can be said that he was a pacifist. He had his own concept of the futility of violent struggle that made him hate all forms of war that did not conceive that we could trigger disputes between the tribes and even among groups of affiliated tribes.
They had talked about the wars that were undoubtedly been in the past, someone had talked about the Trojan War, but was referring to the fact that he had heard of a war between men, wars between tribes, however, pigs were oral traditions that they spoke and felt constantly say that the ancestors of pigs, which were identified with certainty in the wild boar, had of ancient wars among themselves for domination of vast areas and in particular, being people who lived giving himself almost exclusively to hunting, for the conquest of new hunting grounds.
They came, however, with this oral transmission of stories that seemed more like legends, extolling the virtues of a warrior group of wild boars, which had resisted for years to a horrible attack and then had gone to the counter and had won a hunting but this talk about the old sizes to what it was, he wondered Pig, because now the story was very different and no longer knew where boars were gone and there was talk of pigs, however, if there would be no need to reconstruct a history of pigs and this was not passed on Pig and wondered why.
However all the traditions about the wars of the boar did not affect him much. Then
Pig was a proponent of nonviolent struggle.
was convinced that little could any form of violence, instead of the best victories in his opinion could be obtained with different techniques, which rely more on organized forms of non-violent acts, however, that could bring confusion in the enemy forces.
So hated the stories of the clashes last attack, and all the encouragement that he found the violent struggle daily.
on these convictions, however, did not find many others who think like him, had indeed had a lot of contrasts and we have already told contrasts with Pungchow, but in fact the story became more and more complicated for him, proclaiming himself a pacifist because of the fact brought him to have at any other label provocative because it said that he was hiding behind the banner of pacifism, however, that he believed he really only knew him in his underwear and in fact happened in the end could cause the reaction of his opponents who had had to take their initiative, and this ended up benefit you in a clear manner, so that all or at least the majority had made the view that pacifism said were nothing more than a clever way to get involved, the other was take an initiative for violent and it all became easier, first because you could somehow turn human authority, saying that he was subjected to threats and violence, and secondly because he could also simulate and accuse someone unjustly, the third because he could aims to reach some kind of unjustified accusations, and in fact all these arguments were made against him because he dared to proclaim peace, and the accusations were the most violent of the two so-called anarchists, perhaps it was a form of political struggle, but the two could not bear Pig, and vice versa.
Among other sometime during the spring was a real organized Pig attack on this topic, or perhaps some other issue, in fact there was a real investigation around the matrix and the motive and the reasons and political reasons dell'insano gesture or rather the attempt to act insane. Pig
While sleeping, just near the place where he had fallen asleep, stubble burning and the fire began to spread in a moment getting to the couch where he slept peacefully in his sleep and Pig recalled that he felt a murmur, was in his dream someone who moaned and he began to hum a song in my sleep and woke up nauseated by his hand or perhaps it was he who sent the complaint Pig actually just woke up just in time because she was going focused and we know that there's nothing more appetizing than a pig on the grill, the fact that if the fire had taken everything would be burnt and then speeches culinary no importance.
Pig tried to make a complaint over the incident, but I have not wanted to do it unfortunately never learned to write about the lack of a special school, which I must say it was caused by gross negligence of the master Bertoldo, which in fact did nothing to education and culture of the pigs. So the complaint or the complaint, as we call it, was the head of Pig.
He thought of revenge. His suspicions were on Pungchow author of the crime, but then thought better of it and remembered that he himself had been to help him and then went to his suspicions on two so-called anarchists, because he thought it was necessary to organize an attack arsonist to be in force at least two. And always when there are suspicions of the attacks on anarchists to fall immediately, especially if more than one. The theory
dell'autocombustione Pig unsaid now no credit, because we know instinctively that the fires are almost always malicious. The only thing that could point to a fact that is not really wanted a cigarette butt was going to end up on the tow, and began to search among those pigs who had the habit of smoking, there were still some that despite the terrible consequences of smoking could not to stop smoking, and compared them for a while 'time direct searches of Pig. However
his research were unsuccessful and the author of the crime remained unknown.
Chapter Seven
Pig Of course they tried often lonely places and it was not right, you can also say, a pig-in-waiting, even had trouble socializing, but he liked to sit on his own and not be bothered by silly talk about the weather or the food, because those were the speeches that were the most popular, also for the fact that it is quite inconvenient to get to talk about sex so freely and without restraint, there was someone who tried to do it, but most left him alone now, were mostly females who entertained each other in conversations about sex in their effects were far ahead and had a sexuality lived freely without repression, but the males were always among the usual problems of taboo topics as intimate and prohibited and had not started a football league among pigs and is not interested in what the men were missing their topics of conversation for which you fell always on time and food, Pig was tired and preferred to give up these conversations only if made to look like well-trained pigs.
It was his world and take refuge in thoughtful, we referred to his talks with the spirits, but had also started to make many reflections on the meaning of existence and was planning to write a book, just do not know that pigs known to write and Pig hoped to learn, but then he missed the persistence and seriousness of purpose and above all he was missing a teacher for pigs.
But one day while wandering along the banks of the stream Pig met a solitary old boar that had come out of nowhere and found that it was watching him with interest, Pig and asked him where he came from, that smiled and began to tell his life.
"My name is Cing Quo Vet, I am a boar of Asian origin, we moved here in these parts on time gone, there was a historical migration of wild boars in Asia, my parents they can no longer hunt the wild, the Chinese and Japanese and Indians, they too, were made to do all the wild boars, they were sitting in peace and those coming with all sorts of weaponry and attacking them, especially when they went to drink from rivers, the Indians did not admit that the boar might drink to the rivers that made them prisoners and then gathered them in concentration camps in which the consumption of wild boar terrible violence against them. And to think that we had lived in the boar more than ever by the people of Asia for centuries, and especially the Indians, even respected us for a sacred kind of respect due to their religion, there was a time when the wild boars could easily go into the city and the streets where the men met with the cows and organization of the party, then this sudden and unjustified persecution There must have been some holy man who must have launched a campaign against us, the fact is that there were massacres of the innocent, then wild boars and many families decided to emigrate to other lands, who went on long journeys on foot, who was able to take But the ships were unseaworthy vessels, so when they were halfway sank and there were the tragedies of the sea, my ancestors came a long trip on one of these tramp who miraculously came ashore. This story has been passed and I know why we are always told, however, is now part of our knowledge. "
" Look, man Cing Vet Quo, "said Pig," but you boars have never learned to write and packaging? "
" No, but the oral tradition is better than written, and we retain our history so much better "
" Only that I would take notes on my thoughts and then I would write something about the history of the pigs, but can not write and I thought you could help me. "
" No, I can not, we do not know how to write and wild boar do not believe that there is useful, the oral tradition is superior to writing, and we tells us that our stories and all that we need to know. "
" Come on, Cing, you can call it ........"
"Certainly, it is more friendly and shorter"
"E then, Cing, do not be modest, they told me that you are very wise and that the letters exchanged between you, do not say anything to anyone
worry ...." "But who has told you this nonsense, are all false
....." "Do not be modest, Cing, everyone knows that they know to keep the boar pen and said that there are also philosophers in wild boar ..........
....." "This is true, but does not allow you to tell us that around sappaiamo write
............"" Come on, Cing, the modest .................. do not know it all! "
Cing Quo Vet began to look at him oddly, then suddenly confessed that they had learned to write a letter that they wrote with their horns on the ground every time he attacked, but did not know the other letters. It showed him, with the horns began to draw a mark on the ground and the sign was when he had finished. But letter is not a language and not enough to write a word.
he withdrew into the forest, disturbed by so much insistence Pig.
that since then he realized it was pointless to insist he did not know if the other do, and began to think of the oral tradition to convey his thoughts to others and its reflections.
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