Apparently, in the Government’s plan for the country, the are 700 Obstacles. They haven’t bothered to tell us what those obstacles are and why there are specifically 700 I have no clue. But I think I can guess what the obstacles might be. MP Number 1, MP Number 2, MP Number 3.......MP Number 50, Minister Number 1.........., Undersecretary Number 1....................Bureaucrat Number 1 and so on. Need I say more?
Personally, I don’t think you could do any better than to put a pigeon in charge. I, for example, am gifted with brains (doctor told me I have 100 brain cells and I think that’s a record and certainly more than most MPs have, they are in the range of 5 to 10 Brain cells), looks (take a look at my pics and I know I am modest but ‘I ain’t half bad’, energy (constantly reconnoitering in Jabriya), connections (I know practically all the feathered inhabitants of the area and the list just goes on.
By the way, it is Thanksgiving Day today so congratulations to all Americans and Canadians ( I think the Canadians have already had theirs). I think I will have a special Thanksgiving Dinner tonight and let me see, what shall we have for dinner. People usually have, wait for it, TURKEY and I am definitely not going to have one of my distant cousins. I might invite them around to join in the celebrations, but not to eat them. Shiver shiver......ugh.
What is Thanksgiving Day? Well, according to my sources, it is a day in which Americans and Canadians thank the Lord for what He has given them and I think Thanksgiving started way back in the 17th Century when the first pilgrims had reaped a successful harvest and wanted to show their appreciation to God.
I think we should all join them and thank the Lord for OUR blessings. Me for my good looks, you for whatever you think you have been fortunate with.
I do have one little question though, what do unfortunate people do on Thanksgiving Day? Make a complaint? Shout and Scream about their misfortune? Can I please have an explanation? Or do they have to wait for the possibility that, next year, things might be better. Oh I don’t know.

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