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 Idiot chickens.

There is something very funny about chickens watching you through a window. The attentiveness of their small wide eyes combined with their profound stupidity.

It is a stupidity I can love and empathize with. At a certain age I began to see myself in the chickens. Perhaps it was when I first felt the weight of the ancestors behind me. It cuts you down to scale.

"Look there," the ancestors say. "You live in a world filled to the brim with idiots. Big ones and small ones. Don't ever think you're anything else."