Tough job to be a Chicken-Pal
prob’ly thinks beeves evolved to fit into those little plastic trays, too
"Chickens are lively birds who have been torn from the leafy world in which they evolved. We want chickens to be restored to their green world and not be eaten,"[Karen Davis, the founder and president of United Poultry Concerns ] said...
It’s gonna be tough when someone tells her that chickens, as she knows them, were *cue scary music* genetically altered over time by intentional breeding practices. She’ll probably faint. Let’s save the bits about tomatoes, sheep and cauliflower for next week.
Although I imagine Clarice will enjoy a celebration of “International Respect for Chickens Day,” May 4. Oh, wait. If we do that, the duckies and the goozes will want their own days, too. Then the hossies… Cheeze, we could be planning a party every day. Best not to start something....
...if ya know what I mean.
OTOH, Ms Davies, who apparently doesn’t know any actual chickens, will celebrate the day by showing the cartoon Chicken Run to all her friends. She has protested the whole Eggs at Easter thing, the “Chicken Soup for the Soul” book series, and “compared the attacks on the World Trade Center to what “millions of chickens endure every day.”
Ok—now I agree with her—we gotta find a way to stop Islamofascists from flying big planes into chicken houses!
ThanQ! Matt
[and Bluto says it’s for science]
I just noticed that her name is Clarice. I wonder if she hears the silence of the chickens.
I fixed your trackback, BTW. Thanks for the link.
Posted by Matt on 04/27/05 at 05:28 PMI think she’d prefer to hear the silence of the goose… We *did* name him ‘Speaker’ for a reason
Thanks for the fix—danged EE.... Still learning.
Posted by Claire on 04/27/05 at 05:33 PMI could go for a National Hossie Day. Most people don’t even now how good those suckers taste. We need to get the word out.
Posted by Jim on 04/28/05 at 06:56 AMYears ago I usedta teach jungle survival techniques to rookie pilots on their way to Nam. We kept ‘em in the jungle for a few days and nights, made ‘em eat lizards and various shrubbery and so on. The very natural chickens one finds in the jungles of Southeast Asia are skinny bastards and neither I nor any of my indigenous trainers could find a way to make them palatable. Roasting them created something very much like a frisbee, and even all-day boiling merely took the juices out of the flesh, leaving something like an old piece of 21-thread manila line, unchewable, tasteless, and indigestible. Give me a good water buffalo or monitor lizard anytime over a feral jungle fowl, even though the males ARE pretty bastards.
BTW, they’re virtually impossible to catch and don’t take well to being held.
Posted by on 04/28/05 at 10:46 AMIslamoweenies flying Giant Mutant Four-engine Chickens into skyscrapers!! Oh the Feathers! Incas (and their descendents still) like guinea pigs, which aren’t pigs nor are they from Guinea - what a brain twizzler that must be for Chicken Chick.
Posted by -keith in mtn. view on 04/28/05 at 11:09 AMkeith—*clap*clap*clap*
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