It is generally thought, on those worlds where the mall lifeform has seeded, that people take wire baskets away and leave them in strange places, so that squads of young men have to be employed to gather them together and wheel them back. This is exactly the opposite of the truth. In reality the men are hunters, stalking their rattling prey across the landscape, trapping them, breaking their spirit, taming them and herding them into a life of slavery. Possibly. Terry Pratchett
haha! I like your in sight on the hunting and herding. Something about buggies...I just flipped back through my blog and one of the first I did was of target buggies.