Many authors dream of the creative route of Mikhail Evgrafovich Saltykov-Shchedrin. This book is another story of the city of Foolov, only presented in the scenery of the “superstitious democracy” of animals on the island of Maidanskar. The city of Foolov has become younger; times and customs have flowed into its borders, which Mikhail Evgrafovich could not know about, since he did not live to see them. The new, young city of Foolov has become modernized to such an extent that it seems that if you pass your hand in the air right in front of you, you will feel its configuration... And how will you feel about it, reader, and will you want to try on the outfit of a Foolovite? agreeing with its architects is your choice. In essence, “superstitious democracy” sounds familiar... The first thing I want to say about this book is that it is witty. And then I want to decipher: the word “witty” consists of two parts – “sharp” and “smart”. So, this book is also smart and poignant. It very wittily - smartly and sharply - tells how on a “part of land surrounded by water”, cut off from the rest of the world, various state formations alternated: the totalitarianism of zebu bulls pretending to be democracy, the lawlessness of lizards, the authoritarianism of an orangutan... Both funny and sad. Both educational and recognizable... And all based on the example of animals.