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Friday, June 5, 2015
Our National Bird
Good old Ben Franklin wanted the turkey to be the national bird of the United States. I can't help but wonder how our history would be different if he'd gotten his way. Now don't confuse the domestic turkey with its wild cousin. The wild turkey is a clever bird that knows how to stay out of trouble.
Instead we got the American Bald Eagle. Sure, it's a pretty bird, but it's not exactly a noble bird. We like to think of them soaring in the air with majestic mountains in the background. Now imagine them picking up road kill, stealing fish from osprey, and hanging around dumpsters. Yesterday I had one try to fly off with the string of freshly caught fish I had in my boat. Nasty thief.
Maybe that's why I don't call them Eagles. I call them white headed vultures. As the Bard once said, what's in a name? A whole lot, I'm guessing. If we called squirrels fluffy tailed tree rats we wouldn't be so fond of them.
But I digress.
Symbols are important to people. The idea of Eagle is more popular than the reality. Maybe if Ben had gotten his way we Americans might not be quite so full of ourselves. Then again, we'd probably idolize the turkey and picture it soaring with majestic mountains in the background.
I live in an area of NH known as the Great North Woods. I'm in my dome-i-cile out in the county with my lovely wife and a varying number of family and friends
-part red neck, part hippie but all country. Experimenting and enjoying the adventure of life.