[OT from cottage renovations]
it's that time of year again, when jack-o-lantern meets ritual mutilation at the hands (and worse) of squirrels. this year's sacrificial victim maintains a remarkable aplomb as the disgusting chain of events begins. I've seen it before and believe me, it ain't pretty.
evocative of Zappa and Orwell
his/her/its countenance brings to mind a 1970 album by Frank Zappa & the Mothers of Invention or chapter 5 in Orwell's 1984.