Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road: The Art of Retaliation

For some apparent reason, people feel as if your niceness means that you're weak, or that you can be taken hold of and molded into whatever they want. They feel as if they can step on your toes without you feeling the pain, much less saying anything if you did. Thus I pose the question:







Why did the chicken cross the road?




What made that chicken step into danger. What made it not think twice, not about the dangers of the oncoming cars. What made it...not care? I think it was retaliation. You see...who, or what, ever pushed the buttons of that chicken, apparently didn't know that the chicken would retaliate. They (or it) thought that the chicken was gonna accept the back-talk, and the smack talkin that whomever (or whatever) was giving it. But when that chicken went pyscho and crossed that road, when it forgot about the dangers...when it didn't care about the dangers; when it's only focus was revenge and retaliation, then they (or it) realized that they had sturred up a series of unfortunate events, not only for themselves (or itself) but also for that chicken. You see, they (or it) didn't know the history, or the background of that chicken, they (or it) didn't know that the chicken had just lost its job, or that the chickens low key suicidal. No. They (or it) saw the opportunity to be Mr. Funny Man or Mrs. Funny Woman. And that thought process, that no carish thought process resulted in catastophies for not only itself, but for that chicken as well.



Because, you see, when that chicken crossed that road, it opened dangers to itself. And because it was so focused on revenge, on that anger and impatience, it was blinded from the oncoming car that took it's life. Thus this is a warning to all of those "Funny people" out there. The ones who play the pranks and who talk about others so bad that they cry. And this is for all of those chickens out there who have simply had enough. The ones who are inches from crossing that road.



Think.



Just stop. And think!



Funny people: Is it worth the possible death, whether emotionally, mentally, or even physically, of the other person. Because remember...just as the chickens blood is on your road, that persons death, whether it is any of the above mentioned, it is on your hands.




Think



Chickens: Are words worth irrational actions? Are they worth losing yourself? Being dead, emotionally, mentally, and yes even possibly physically? Are Funny People really worth it?




Think:



Why did the chicken cross the road??



Because the road...crossed the chicken.




Love,



Tina