Kickass, the doorstop dog, notes along with the keeper how there is no species other than human that devotes its major resources and energies to destroying its nests, killing its children and poisoning its environment while cheering itself on as spiritually pure and eminently qualified by superior intelligence to limit the populations of such species as rabbits and wolves.
The tools in this absurdity—people-killing guns, incredibly costly army tanks, aircraft carriers, remote controlled bombers are all considered as essential to a healthy economy as the manufacturing of beds and chairs.
The military-industrial complex is a cuckoo nest that nobody flies over.
The highest intelligence on the planet in its fight over gods and territory is destined do it all in.
“Sing a song of six pence.
A pocket full of rye.
Four and twenty blackbirds baked in a pie.
When the pie was opened
The birds began to sing.
Oh wasn’t that a dainty dish
To set before the king!”