The mice vote to take back control
All the representatives of the United Mice Kingdom have gathered around to discuss the grave matter in hand. The Kingdom is currently in the process of breaking away from its longstanding relationship with the Cat Union and thing are not going well. The previous leader of the Mice Kingdom has just been deposed, having failed to get the deal that she promised. The mood of the meeting is angry and vengeful.
"We look weak!" bellows one mouse.
"We have not been strong enough!" shouts another.
The mice decide to elect a new leader and - by a narrow majority - they vote in a bigger and brasher mouse who promises to 'give it back to the cats.' This mouse is called Boris. His fans cheer as they see a final victory in sight. Some of the mice, however, are concerned about recent events and a smaller one of them ventures forward to address the crowd:
"Look guys," he squeeks, "I know that the Cat Union is not perfect but maybe we should be a bit more realistic here..." The crowd hiss in disapproval but the little mouse continues. "The thing is, the Cats are six times bigger than us and... well... going to war with them just doesn't seem to make any sense." The crowd seethes with rage.
"Traitor!" one of them shouts.
"Project fear!" roars another.
The other mice decide that this mouse is clearly on the side of the cats and is making his own people weak by talking down the power of Great Mousedom. Boris Mouse, their new leader, steps up to speak. He has always coveted power and now finally has the attention that his ego demands. He launches an impassioned speech about taking back control from the cats and making Mousedom great again. In fact, his speech is so good that he almost believes half of it himself.
The speech pleases the mice, though for one of their number, called Nigel, it does not go far enough and he raises concerns about Boris selling out the 'will of the mice'. Nigel Mouse whips the rest of the crowd into a frenzy and Boris feels compelled to promise to negotiate a good deal with the mice kingdom or 'eat the cats'. The gathering of creatures squeals with delight.
Later that day, The mice confront the Cat Union, determined to intimidate them. Boris Mouse struts up to the cat leader with the swagger of Conor McGregor and bites his tale. Whilst previously, the cats have shown patience with the mice, they are now bored with the behaviour of the rodents and are feeling frustrated. The cat leader rolls his eyes, lazily stretches out a paw and crushes Boris Mouse.
Later, back in the barn, the mice are discussing what happened. The situation is dire because they have now lost most of their food, though Nigel Mouse still has plenty stashed away. They have been humiliated and are being laughed at by all the other animals, who think they are ridiculous. To make matters worse, a notorious weesel conman, who told the mice that they were his friends, has just tricked them into giving away their hospital. The brazen and gluttonous creature is gloating to his business partners as he sells up the last parts of it to them. "They couldn't see me for who I was," he sniggers. The mice are having to do a lot of honest soul-searching. A slow and painful realisation dawns on the mice and now they see things in a new light. One of them steps forward:
"Clearly mistakes have been made," he says, "We had the wrong approach and didn't listen to our better instincts. The problem is..." he says as his friends listen intently, "The problem is... that we didn't take things far enough!" The crowd roars in approval. "Now we need to stand up the cats properly and go for all-out war with them." The crowd squeals in delight. "Mice are not our enemy. Our enemies are cats, Islam and Cultural Marxism!" he bellows.
"Take back control! Take back control!" they chant and they unanimously elect Nigel Mouse as their new leader. The mice enter an all-out war with not just the cats but with the entire animal kingdom. Victory and glory are a certainty.
"We look weak!" bellows one mouse.
"We have not been strong enough!" shouts another.
The mice decide to elect a new leader and - by a narrow majority - they vote in a bigger and brasher mouse who promises to 'give it back to the cats.' This mouse is called Boris. His fans cheer as they see a final victory in sight. Some of the mice, however, are concerned about recent events and a smaller one of them ventures forward to address the crowd:
"Look guys," he squeeks, "I know that the Cat Union is not perfect but maybe we should be a bit more realistic here..." The crowd hiss in disapproval but the little mouse continues. "The thing is, the Cats are six times bigger than us and... well... going to war with them just doesn't seem to make any sense." The crowd seethes with rage.
"Traitor!" one of them shouts.
"Project fear!" roars another.
The other mice decide that this mouse is clearly on the side of the cats and is making his own people weak by talking down the power of Great Mousedom. Boris Mouse, their new leader, steps up to speak. He has always coveted power and now finally has the attention that his ego demands. He launches an impassioned speech about taking back control from the cats and making Mousedom great again. In fact, his speech is so good that he almost believes half of it himself.
The speech pleases the mice, though for one of their number, called Nigel, it does not go far enough and he raises concerns about Boris selling out the 'will of the mice'. Nigel Mouse whips the rest of the crowd into a frenzy and Boris feels compelled to promise to negotiate a good deal with the mice kingdom or 'eat the cats'. The gathering of creatures squeals with delight.
Later that day, The mice confront the Cat Union, determined to intimidate them. Boris Mouse struts up to the cat leader with the swagger of Conor McGregor and bites his tale. Whilst previously, the cats have shown patience with the mice, they are now bored with the behaviour of the rodents and are feeling frustrated. The cat leader rolls his eyes, lazily stretches out a paw and crushes Boris Mouse.
Later, back in the barn, the mice are discussing what happened. The situation is dire because they have now lost most of their food, though Nigel Mouse still has plenty stashed away. They have been humiliated and are being laughed at by all the other animals, who think they are ridiculous. To make matters worse, a notorious weesel conman, who told the mice that they were his friends, has just tricked them into giving away their hospital. The brazen and gluttonous creature is gloating to his business partners as he sells up the last parts of it to them. "They couldn't see me for who I was," he sniggers. The mice are having to do a lot of honest soul-searching. A slow and painful realisation dawns on the mice and now they see things in a new light. One of them steps forward:
"Clearly mistakes have been made," he says, "We had the wrong approach and didn't listen to our better instincts. The problem is..." he says as his friends listen intently, "The problem is... that we didn't take things far enough!" The crowd roars in approval. "Now we need to stand up the cats properly and go for all-out war with them." The crowd squeals in delight. "Mice are not our enemy. Our enemies are cats, Islam and Cultural Marxism!" he bellows.
"Take back control! Take back control!" they chant and they unanimously elect Nigel Mouse as their new leader. The mice enter an all-out war with not just the cats but with the entire animal kingdom. Victory and glory are a certainty.