Why Did The Chicken Cross The Road?
For the greater good.
It was a historical inevitability.
So that its subjects will view it with admiration, as a chicken
which has the daring and courage to boldly cross the road, but
also with fear, for whom among them has the strength to contend
with such a paragon of avian virtue? In such a manner is the
princely chicken's dominion maintained.
Because of an excess of light pink gooey stuff in its pancreas.
Any number of contending discourses may be discovered within
the act of the chicken crossing the road, and each
interpretation is equally valid as the authorial intent can
never be discerned, because structuralism is DEAD, DAMMIT,
Thomas de Torquemada:
Give me ten minutes with the chicken and I'll find out.
Because that's the only kind of trip the Establishment would
let it take.
Because if you gaze too long across the Road, the Road gazes
also across you.
National Security was at stake.
Because the external influences which had pervaded its
sensorium from birth had caused it to develop in such a fashion
that it would tend to cross roads, even while believing these
actions to be of its own free will.
The confluence of events in the cultural gestalt necessitated
that individual chickens cross roads at this historical
juncture, and therefore synchronicitously brought such
occurrences into being.
In order to act in good faith and be true to itself, the
chicken found it necessary to cross the road.
The possibility of "crossing" was encoded into the objects
"chicken" and "road", and circumstances came into being which
caused the actualization of this potential occurrence.
Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road crossed the
chicken depends upon your frame of reference.
To actualize its potential.
If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken-nature.
It may very well have been one of the most astonishing events
to grace the annals of history. An historic, unprecedented
avian biped with the temerity to attempt such an herculean
achievement formerly relegated to homo sapien pedestrians is
truly a remarkable occurence.
It was the logical next step after coming down from the trees.
Because it could not stop for death.
Ralph Waldo Emerson:
It didn't cross the road; it transcended it.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe:
The eternal hen-principle made it do it.
To die. In the rain.
We are not sure which side of the road the chicken was on, but
it was moving very fast.
Out of custom and habit.
This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite
justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.
'Cause it (censoredwanted to. That's the (censoredreason.
Pyrrho the Skeptic:
The Air Force was only too happy to provide the transportation,
so quite understandably the chicken availed himself of the
You tell me.
Henry David Thoreau:
To live deliberately ... and suck all the marrow out of life.
The news of its crossing has been greatly exaggerated.
Alan C. Harris, Ph. D. TELNOS: main off: 818-885-2853
Professor, Communication/Linguistics direct off: 818-885-2874
Speech Communication Department
California State University, Northridge home: 818-366-3165
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