The Three Little Pigs
Once there were three little pigs who lived
together in mutual respect and in harmony with
their environment. Using materials which were
indigenous to the area, they each built a beauti
ful house... One day, along came a big, bad wolf
with expansionist ideas. He saw the pigs and
grew very hungry in both a physical and ideo
logical sense. When the pigs saw the wolf, they
run into the house of straw.
The wolf ran up to the house and banged
on the door, shouting, «Little pigs, little pigs, let
me in!»
The pigs shouted back, «Your gunboat tac
tics hold no fear for pigs defending their homes
and culture».
But the wolf wasn't to be denied what he
thought was his manifest destiny. So he huffed
and puffed and blew down the house of straw.
The frightened pigs ran to the house of sticks,
with the wolf in hot pursuit. Where the house
of straw had stood, other wolves bought up the
land and started a banana plantation.
At the house of sticks, the wolf again banged
on the door and shouted, «Little pigs, little pigs,
let me in!»
The pigs shouted back, «Go to hell, you car
nivorous, imperialistic oppressor!»
At this, the wolf chuckled condescendingly.
He thought to himself: «They are so childlike in
their ways. It will be a shame to see them go,
but progress cannot be stopped».
So the wolf huffed and puffed and blew
down the house of sticks. The pigs ran to the
house of bricks, with the wolf close at their
heels. Where the house of sticks stood, other
wolves built a time-share condo resort complex
for vacationing wolves, with each unit a fiber
glass reconstruction of the house of sticks, as
well as native curio shops, snorkeling, and dol
phin shows.
At the house of bricks, the wolf again
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