Sunday, January 1, 2012

New Year?

Buck could give a rat's hinder about a new year.  He doesn't even know that 6 months ago his future looked more like a barbecue than an acre and 7 pretty girls.  Some of them virgins, he might have thought he had died and gone to a 10% Muslim paradise.
[I'd better watch it, suggesting that chickens are followers of Mohammed could get the red van blown up,  or worse....]
Chickens don't have the need to think about the future, if they did, they would organize.


Not that they aren't organized, it's just not political.
Chickens don't have the perspective of a long view.
They have no plan.
I'm not criticizing fowl company, having a plan hasn't worked out all that well for us hominids.  Chickens may have learned from the fate of their oviraptor ancestors that laying eggs is one thing - finding them in the nest at the end of the day is another.
So, for this New Year, I'm taking a page from the Book of Buck.
Don't count your chickens before they are hatched.



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