Interestingly, at the last poultry show I attended, there was a man drssed in tattered rags, and he seemed to be preaching to a little crowd. His hair was long, and his face was dirty, as if he'd been in the wilderness for a long time. He spoke with a rather British accent.
Actually, he sounded a bit like Michael Palin.
This is what he said:
Actually, he sounded a bit like Michael Palin.
This is what he said:
And lo, there will come a time when the people rise up and clamor for blood: but not chicken blood, no! They will cry out to the better businees bureau and to the companies of the cards of credit! The hatcheries and breeders will shudder as the breath of truth wafts through the pages of their catalogs and websites! Ebay will be cleansed! The Great Awakening is at hand! The falseness will flee like specters at the first cock crowing at dawn! Behold: for then the people will know the difference bewtween the breeds of the blue eggs, and the green!
I tried to speak to him about his prophecy later, but before I could, some people took him away rather roughly. Maybe hatchery thugs?
I sure hope nothing bad happened to poor fellow...

I tried to speak to him about his prophecy later, but before I could, some people took him away rather roughly. Maybe hatchery thugs?
I sure hope nothing bad happened to poor fellow...