"" bshawise: Stop the Madness

Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Stop the Madness

Well, we still don't have power. Work does. So I'm back. Here. Changing the world and all that. I went out for a bike ride yesterday. Saw some craziness. Murdered trees everywhere. Telephone poles with broken backs. 24 hour restaurants made liars. But, the craziest thing I saw was this billboard. An egg dreams of getting slapped between salty dead pigs and processed cheese to get devoured by human beings? I don't think so, Clark. An egg wants to grow up and become a freaking chicken. It wants to run around the barnyard peckin' at stuff. I'm guessing it might want to court a proud (but humble) rooster. I'm no animal activist (I eat most all of them), but out of all the madness I saw strewn about the city this billboard shocked me the most. I love McMuffins as much if not more than the next guy, but I'm not going to wax poetic that the baby egg gave its life because it dreamed of one day being in my belly. That's crazy talk.


ylmurph said...

enough with the politics
we get it
you're pro-life
you hate baby murder
can we just get back to bear stories and giggle videos?

Christopher Day said...

I've heard that "traitor eggs" secretly dream of becoming Eggs Benedict.

ba dum dum

John Arns said...

and bad eggs dream of becoming deviled.

tyler said...

why can't i watch Dance Dance Revolution anymore? did the dancing caveman find it and become enraged?