It was called: Which came first…
The chicken or the egg…?
Stop falling for this. It is a trick question, not a clever one. Obviously the chicken slowly developed over millions of years to achieve the form that we know it as today. During this process, branches of the chicken family experimented with varied reproductive methods. Some of these divergent lines died out as their methods proved to be less successful. But one line hit on the brilliant notion of allowing the embryos to develop safely inside the mother’s body, much like we mammals did. They improved on this system by slowly using the body’s natural calcium to form a protective womb around the developing fetus. Now the mother could lay the egg, where the youngster could continue its development, and thus free up the mother to continue the breeding cycle. This is, if anything, more proof that evolution does exist.
But am I the only person who is getting really sick and tired of all the commercials showing images of starving children and puppies? Yes, I know that sounds horrible. But you know me. I am not an unfeeling monster. If anything, the opposite is true. I have too much emotion… too much empathy.
I know there are people and animals out there whose whole lives have been a struggle. We help through charities whenever possible. I just don’t see how being constantly reminded of the fact that life can suck with heartbreaking photos really increases the amount of money people are giving to those particular charities. If I am wrong, then I apologize.
But maybe we could at least limit those commercials to the news channels where we are expecting to see the worst aspects of modern life. Between the starving animals and children, the adds for medications that supposedly cure embarrassing or horrific medical conditions while simultaneously giving you anal leakage and possibly death, and the constant stream of people trying to sell you erectile dysfunction products, it is not as much fun to watch a rerun of I Love Lucy while you eat your dinner.
I no longer know what to be paranoid about. I am not sure if ISIS or Ebola is going to get me first, or if either of them is going to manage to do away with me before the global warming thing does… which brings up another point. Global warming, AKA ‘climate change’, might not kill me through heat. It might change the climate so much that I end up drowning as the seas rise.
And let’s not forget that I live in California, so I still have earthquakes and gang shootings to worry about. And I am not sure I can knock cancer and giant meteors off the list… or killer bees… or slipping in the bathtub…
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