Hens acting like roosters... some homespun bonobo wisdom
One of the things I love here on DU is the kind of homespun, allegorical "folk wisdom" that those who fancy they are older and wiser like to try to impart from time to time.
So I decided to see if I could write one myself.
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I see lots of DU'ers here bemoaning the lack of true Progressives these days. It kinda reminded me of growing up back on the farm. Those were simpler times then and a boy can learn lots from growing up on a farm.
Ya see, back when I was growing up, my old Pa used to help me clean the chicken coops on the farm. I loved those chickens and I used to watch Pa cluck his little chicken song as he fed them each morning.
One morning, one of those crisp, clean mornings with the sun coming up over the fields - the kind that makes you happy to have grown up in the country - I heard the "cock-a-doodle-do" of a rooster.
I turned to my Pa and said "But Pa, we ain't got a rooster! How come I hear a rooster calling?"
He turned to me, a smile creasing his worn, leathery face, and said "Son, when there ain't no roosters, one of the hens always starts to act like one."
So next time you look at the National henhouse and you wonder where all the real roosters have gone and why that favorite hen of yours is cocka-doodle-doing, just remember my little homespun tale.
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Sweet...thanks!
yes INDEED 
as Ming Ming would say, this is SERIOUS!
Ideally, this line should appear in all homespun tales of wisdom. Nice job 
Heh. 
Somebody has to step up to be the chief pecker.
Ya know why chickens don't pee, don't cha? 
The punch line to mine is "Cuz they eat with their peckers". 
"Big Fart, No Chief"
edited to add: It was about the funniest thing I'd ever heard, when I was 8.
As everyone clearly knows, my emotional maturity hasn't really improved since then. 
