Donald was a slave for the sake of the almighty dollar. The producers would frequently force him to perform explicit scenes with - GASP - rodents. Yes, indeed it was terrifying, but Donald suffered through three long years of torture while that annoying little mouse got all of the notoriety. Mickey was the dominant creature, while poor Donald was forced into subservience. They even casted Donald in a Nazi flick, but the movie was quickly banned. WHEW! Obviously, life was quite different in the 1930's than it is now. Thank goodness for our Duck Activists! If it weren't for these pioneers, we would still be watching that little mouse whip poor Donald as if he were some low-life loon.

Luckily though, the Duck Activism movement was gaining momentum. They raided the movie theatres and started throwing pigeon shit all over the place. They were angered that their one and only movie star idol was being forced to live a second class life while that filthy little mouse got all of the praise. They carried signs that said, "birds of a feather, shall only flock together." In essence, they were saddened to see their hero being forced into animated orgies with other kinds of animals. On one occasion, poor Donald was forced to do a sexy scene with Winnie the Pooh. Nine months later, the platypus species was spawned. HOW TERRIBLE!

But the activists were ultimately successful. People all over the world started developing lung problems due to the pigeon shit and the movie houses closed down for a while. The producers nixed the sadomasochistic tone to the films because Naziism was no longer the in-thing. However, the platypus remains the symbol of our strife.

The idea behind the early duck movement had good intentions. However, the activists realized that they too were discriminating against the platypus, and even the little black mouse too. After all, Mickey was probably caught in a trap somewhere and brainwashed - just like Fauntelroy. Nevertheless, the blackness of the mouse triggered an idea with the activists and they subsequently waged a war against BREEDISM. You see, there were no black ducks being represented in the films. So after the activists were successful in ending the abuse of poor Donald, they set out to find a black duck to save the day and put an end to discrimination.

April 17, 1937: By now, Donald was earning a little bit of respect for the ducks. However, only the white ducks seemed to get all the glory. That's when Jack, Sam, Harold, and Albert Warner jumped in to save the day. They found a little black orphan with yellow feet. His name was Daffy. And yes, he too was a duck. The whole duck world was ecstatic that their black brothers and sisters would finally be represented.