Up the ##@% to all
The other day I produced a list of all the negative traits of all the nationalities in the world and I would love to publish it but I know that if I did I would immediately be de-feathered and bunged into an oven. Basically, in my list, I reveal that all the populations of the world have a rod up the derriere and that they seriously need the rod removed. Nobody is spared, the rule applies to absolutely everyone. HUMANS HAVE A ROD UP THE DERRIERE AND THEY NEED THE ROD REMOVED. Humans are such revolting creatures. What’s laughable is that some humans in some countries think they are more civilised than other human but the problem is that each country or race has its own definition of what ‘civilised’ means. Some countries think they are civilised because they are technologically advanced but then they proceed to ethnically cleanse millions of people from a race they despise. Another culture think they are civilised because they sit around, reading poetry, meditate, say wise things but then they throw their rubbish into the street, destroy their woodlands and environments, pick their noses and spit in the street. Still others think they are civilised because they have long genealogical pedigrees (well they think they do)) and then they behave like barbarians to others and to the world. Still others think they are civilised because they carry Prada handbags but beneath the Prada there’s just a savage with one brain cell lurking.
I , of course am perfect. Everyone should be like me. I am the epitome of civilisation. I, being a lovely pigeon, do not have a rod up the derriere. All I do is wander around, scraping the ground, looking for food, flying, bobbing my head back and forth and so on. I only get really annoyed when the bloody little parasitic sparrows come by, buzzing all around my perch and my territory. I hate the bloody little sodding, dirty, vermin like, inferior creatures. I get so annoyed in the morning when they get in the way of all my activities and when I try to get my breakfast and then at the end of the day when they disrupt my flight path. I just feel like shooting the stupid little buggers and I.... I..... I.....I.......I.....uh oh, I think I need to meditate. Seems even us feathered creatures have a rod up the backside. It seems ‘civilised’ is a concept that is difficult to define and difficult to achieve. Back to the drawing board. I will keep trying.
The other day I produced a list of all the negative traits of all the nationalities in the world and I would love to publish it but I know that if I did I would immediately be de-feathered and bunged into an oven. Basically, in my list, I reveal that all the populations of the world have a rod up the derriere and that they seriously need the rod removed. Nobody is spared, the rule applies to absolutely everyone. HUMANS HAVE A ROD UP THE DERRIERE AND THEY NEED THE ROD REMOVED. Humans are such revolting creatures. What’s laughable is that some humans in some countries think they are more civilised than other human but the problem is that each country or race has its own definition of what ‘civilised’ means. Some countries think they are civilised because they are technologically advanced but then they proceed to ethnically cleanse millions of people from a race they despise. Another culture think they are civilised because they sit around, reading poetry, meditate, say wise things but then they throw their rubbish into the street, destroy their woodlands and environments, pick their noses and spit in the street. Still others think they are civilised because they have long genealogical pedigrees (well they think they do)) and then they behave like barbarians to others and to the world. Still others think they are civilised because they carry Prada handbags but beneath the Prada there’s just a savage with one brain cell lurking. 
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