We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Those Border collies are the smartest dogs in the world, aren't they? I've seen this video, or something like it before, and it always gives me the giggles. I needed those giggles this afternoon, because another member of the Busybody Brigade marched up to our front door to instruct us about protecting the environment, this time by disposing of our computers correctly. She had the bland assumption that we had no idea how to do that, and that she, on the other hand, could instruct us. Downs in his Southern Gentlemanly way,politely told her to go away. When she didn't, I proceeded to tell her the same thing, somewhat less politely.
We seem to be having an increase in Busybodies currently, and their bland assumption that they know more than we do about just about everything, and that without their guidance, we're just bound to screw up is infuriating. When they see that we're elderly, they raise their voices and press harder.
This isn't just a disconnect between generations. It's a deeper chasm than that.
It's not generations, Marianne, these people behave the same towards everyone they meet.
One has to wonder how their organisation meetings go, what with every member thinking she's smarter than all the others combined.
Or maybe their rigorous belief in authority and "nanny knows best" prevents that by ensuring unwavering obedience to the authority of whomever claims authority (be it Hitler, Mao, Pol Pot, or Al Gore).
It is some bastardized form of religious belief, Marianne. They must "witness" and proselytize. They must, they are commanded to do so by the voice(s), so they must.
Here's a good interview with the guy who put the film together. http://www.studiodaily.com/filmandvideo/projects/Director-James-Rouse-on-the-Baaa-Studs-and-Extreme-Shepherding_10769.html
Bottom line: every blip of light you see on screen is an actual sheep; some of the shapes and effects were "massaged" in post-production. Yes, the Pong game is a live effect, filmed on the hillside.