We must face the facts, old friend.
There aren't enough of us to ever
Raise the swine out of this wallow.
They've shown they don't want to go.
They cheer on boars who say they'll
Lead them deeper into fetid filth.
We might put on a demonstration,
But those never seem to work. We
Might emerge at night to vent our
Anger via sabotage, but then we
Could be sent to jail, making our
Lives worse while having no effect
Upon the wallow. Our best choice,
Alas, is waiting, even urging on
The swine as they keep rooting,
Squealing, fighting. Let them have
All that they want, and, thereby,
Hasten their destruction. As long
As the swine persist, we know

The wallow will.