Ducks - A story about welfare and illegal aliens...
When I moved into this apartment in February, there were a few ducks that would pass by the patio from time to time. I have two granddaughters who wanted to feed the ducks, so we'd give the girls torn-up bread to toss out to them.
A week later, there were about 40-50 ducks that would kinda hang around in the area; and we decided to buy bags of bird seed. About two weeks later, I decided I was tired of wading duck crap every time I went out to smoke, so I bought some wire netting and put it along the patio railing to keep the ducks off the patio.
Meanwhile, the duck population had grown to about 100. Now, I was buying 50 lb bags of scratch feed; and they were lasting two weeks. The green was rapidly disappearing from in front of my patio; and every day saw a new crop of baby ducks.
I have stopped buying food for them; but about 200 ducks still congregate at my patio, cheeping and squawking for food. Some try to climb the wire netting, some try to tear it down with their bills.
This morning, after two weeks of not feeding them, I went out for my morning smoke; and there were only two or three ducks. They gave me a dirty look and continued on their way.
Perhaps, if we were to stop treating the illegals and the people who prefer not to work like I treated the ducks, we could regain control of our country.
Posted: Sunday 28th August 2005, 9:50 AM
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