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Backyard revolutionaries cluck for poultry
rights
Posted: Feb. 24, 2004
by Jim Stingl
Madison - They call themselves the Chicken Underground,
and they're living just beyond the law in their quest
for city-fresh eggs.
These are regular folks in perfectly respectable Madison
neighborhoods who just happen to keep chickens in their
yards.
Power to the poultry, man.
| Chicken Underground |

Photo/Joe
Koshollek
A
Madison resident and member of the Chicken Underground
holds Alpha, one of her three
hens, in her backyard. |
I don't know anyone with chickens in Milwaukee, where
it's illegal, although I do recall thousands of people
often yelling "Cooooooop" at County Stadium
some years back.
Owning a chicken in Madison is legal, but the Catch-22
is that possessing a coop is not. Hence the secrecy.
"Some people swap eggs for silence," said
Madison Ald. Matt Sloan, who is proposing to change the
ordinance to allow coops and up to four chickens per
household.
Roosters, those early and noisy risers, would be banned.
Beheading and slaughtering, which Sloan correctly considers
incompatible with a residential area, also would be forbidden.
"It's probably not the most important issue I've
ever taken on, but it's the most fun," the alderman
said. "There are chickens all over this city."
Sloan said he's received many e-mails in reaction to
his idea - all of them in favor.
This week I got a rare glimpse inside this shadowy society
courtesy of Bryan Whiting, head of the Chicken Underground
and a carpenter-contractor in real life. Whiting has
no fear about revealing his name because he got busted
two years ago and has since gotten rid of his homemade
coop and his hens, which he purchased by mail as day-old
chicks for about a buck each.
"There is a preponderance of poultry owners in
this neighborhood," he said as we walked from his
house in Madison's Bay Creek neighborhood to a child
care center that has chickens in a handsome enclosure
out back. When I admired his use of alliteration, his
partner, Alicia Rheal, moaned: "Don't get him started."
The day care has two hens, a Rhode Island Red and a
Leghorn. They clucked quietly and pecked away in their
screened run.
"All the kids love to feed the chickens and collect
the eggs," said the owner. I swore not to reveal
her name to anyone not connected with the underground.
I'll give you a hint: It's not Patty Hearst.
On average, each hen lays one egg almost every day.
These champions of chicken in our state's capital like
the idea of eating eggs from hens that get to walk around
and breathe fresh air rather than the store-bought variety
from chickens crammed into warehouses.
"There's a real movement in Madison to be closer
to your food," Sloan said. "Lots of cities
have laws allowing people to have chickens. Seattle does.
So we're not breaking new ground here."
Our next stop was on the city's south edge, where I
met a family who has three hens named Selena, Alpha and
Freckles. They have no neighbors behind them, only woods
and railroad tracks.
"I'm not supposed to, but I let them run free in
the summer," confessed the woman of the house, an
artist.
Back in the '70s when she lived in a back-to-the-land
commune in Illinois, she and her fellow Mother Earth
News readers had 40 chickens. Now her family relies on
www.backyardchickens.com for advice on keeping the 'possums
and neighborhood dogs away from the chickens and knowing
what to do when one of the gals gets a prolapsed egg
vent.
"What my husband would really like is a cow," she
said.
Their 11-year-old daughter said the kids at school don't
believe she really has urban chickens. "I tell them
you can come over to my house," she said.
Hens are friendly, generous with their eggs, happy to
eat table scraps, hardy in winter weather, quiet, and
beautifully diverse in breed, coloring and feather styles.
They produce less waste than a dog, and there's no smell
if the owner keeps their area clean.
That's the Chicken Underground's pitch, and it's a good
one. All these backyard revolutionaries are saying is
give chickens a chance.
From the Feb. 25, 2004 editions of the Milwaukee Journal
Sentinel
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