Why did the chicken cross 9D? To get to Beacon’s municipal building to thank city council for passing a less judgmental fowl ordinance earlier this month.
The council laid an egg with the initial draft of the proposed code, ruffling some feathers and setting some wattles flapping, and generating a good deal of online clucking in the process. The chickens came home to roost as supporters cried foul and flocked to a city council meeting to squawk in protest. They were all over it, like a banty on a junebug.
With passions no longer cooped up, they likened the council to a chicken running around with its head cut off, possessing paltry knowledge of homegrown poultry, with common sense as scarce as hen’s teeth. The chicken lovers claimed they were not bad eggs, but coddled their birds. And the amount they had already invested in fowl-related infrastructure was not chicken feed! Much of it had been built from scratch.
Now the council was feeling hen-pecked, and they were walking on eggshells! In a stew, they did not want to end up with egg on their faces. To its credit, the council did not adopt a hard-boiled attitude or chicken out. Instead of struttin’ their stuff like a bunch of dumb clucks or goin’ it alone like Henny Penny, they sought out folks with chicken smarts, then nestled in to incubate a few ideas—this time they wanted to be sure not to count their chickens before they hatched. They took the new info and went into it feet and feathers, working as hard as a hen haulin’ wood (being a council member is not everything it’s cracked up to be). After brooding over it a bit longer, they came up with something they could crow about. Hey, you have to break eggs to make an omelet.
“Regard it as just as desirable to build a chicken house as to build a cathedral.” — Frank Lloyd Wright
“Boys, I may not know much, but I know chicken poop from chicken salad.” — Lyndon B. Johnson
“My children are all messed up.” — What the hen said when she saw scramble eggs.
“Ain’t nobody here but us chickens” — Song lyrics, Louis Jordan
Now about that goat ordinance….