Post by: Antigen on January 04, 2006, 10:34:00 PM
Truth resides in every human heart, and one has to search for it there, and to be guided by truth as one sees it. But no one has a right to coerce others to act according to his own view of truth.
--Mohandas K. Gandhi
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Post by: WWFSMD on January 05, 2006, 09:14:00 AM
There are two kinds of people; those who's lives have been somehow touched by harsh tragedy and those you don't know very well.
-- Ginger Warbis
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Post by: WWFSMD on January 05, 2006, 10:01:00 AM
Distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful.
--Friedrich Nietzsche
Post by: Antigen on January 05, 2006, 04:29:00 PM
Homeschool is self regulating. The school board is not going to have illiterate useless people living in their homes forever if they don't have a working education policy.
--Sisterbluerose
Post by: Anonymous on January 08, 2006, 02:22:00 PM
A band of poultry roams the neighborhood, crowing at 2 a.m., tearing up yards and pooping all over the place.
By TAMARA EL-KHOURY
Published January 8, 2006
OLDSMAR - When she moved into West Oldsmar, Margie Miller thought the roosters roaming the streets were cute and quaint.
If a chorus of clucking and cock-a-doodle-do-ing came at the crack of dawn, Miller, 42, wouldn't care.
But the birds don't wait for Miller's alarm to go off at 5:30 a.m.
They don't wait for the sun to rise.
The cocks start crowing at 2 or 3 a.m. and can go for hours.
It's no longer cute.
It's not quaint.
Sometimes, when she's picking up the morning paper, Miller will clap her hands or shake the newspaper at the four fowl that roost in her tree on Shore Boulevard.
They scatter.
But they always come back.
Her boyfriend has unprintable names for the unwanted pets but Miller won't name them.
"I don't want to get attached to any of them," she said.
Neighbors estimate about 75 of the birds have taken over this stretch of unincorporated Pinellas in West Oldsmar, as abundant (and as quick on their feet) as squirrels.
Miller has asked the city to help but officials say it's not their problem.
"All they need to do is annex in the city and I'll take care of their chickens," said Oldsmar Mayor Jerry Beverland.
Last year, West Oldsmar residents voted not to be annexed by the city for the fourth time in 40 years.
Miller has also asked the county for help but because the roosters haven't attacked anyone, the county won't step in, said Dr. Welch Agnew, assistant director for veterinary services for Pinellas County Animal Services.
"We're not, at this juncture, in the chicken-trapping business," Agnew said.
Sandy Blanco, 49, moved to Shore Boulevard in 1995, before there were chickens.
Now, she said, the chickens are everywhere. They tear up yards, rip up vines, jump on cars and pluck fruit off trees.
"They poop," she said. "They poop everywhere."
The birds arrived just a few years after she moved in, Blanco said. So far, no one has 'fessed up to bringing the birds to the neighborhood.
The only option residents have is to hire trappers or catch the birds themselves.
Blanco said a Plant City couple have offered to take the noise nuisance to their 10-acre lot, where they raise chickens, geese and duck.
The couple have already retrieved five birds from Blanco's yard, but she said there are a dozen left.
Sending them to Plant City seems like the best option.
"I've been to hell and back with these chickens," Blanco said.
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Post by: Antigen on January 08, 2006, 03:40:00 PM
Still not worth it? Too much noise close to home? Ok, this you MUST do around twilight. Run the fuckers off before they settle in. Just make a lot of noise and comotion, shake their trees and pick them up and toss them to the ground (they'll flutter down and not get hurt, just annoyed and frightened.) Do unto them. Most of them will get the message.
The ones who persist and don't run off and find quieter and more considerate neighbors, well there are many ways to prepare them. They're very timid and when they roost they become comepletely helpless. Just walk right up to them, pick them up and take them to a lighted area. If you can, keep their little heads tucked under their wings (they usually sleep that way) or use your hand to cover their sleepy eyes.
Take them to a lighted area and, with one hand over the eyes and one foot on the feet, you pull a few feathers from just below the forward bend in the neck and use a very sharp knife to sever the major artery and vein and the wind pipe. Believe it or not, this won't even wake the one you're working on, let alone the others.
If you can, make one more move to go through the spinal chord. Nobody really knows for sure, but some ppl think this ensures that the critter never feels a thing. Once they stop running around, hang them upside down for a few more minutes to get the rest of the blood out. Dunk them head first in very hot (near boiling water) to loosen the feathers. Pluck them, gut them (being ever so careful not to rupture the gaul bladder, as that will spoil the whole bird. No joke. People have died from it!)
Then you butcher as you would any bird from the grocery store. One difference. It's always a good idea to rinse a bird from the store, but it's absolutely necessary to sanitize a free range bird. You can do it the Monsanto way w/ bleachy water or industrial grade sanitizer (yech!) or scrubbing the butchered parts w/ lemon or lime halves is a very tasty way to sanitize and tenderize.
Unless you happen to get one less than about 20 weeks old or so, that bird is going to be tough--"no spring chicken", as they say. So don't plan on fried or bbq recipes. These birds will need lots of time in a slow oven or pot w/ some acid (more lime or lemon, mojo or pineapple or other tasty acid componant.)
Enjoy!
I do not believe in the immortality of the individual, and I consider ethics to be an exclusively human concern with no superhuman authority behind it.
--Albert Einstein, German-born American physicist
Post by: starry-eyed pirate on January 08, 2006, 08:18:00 PM
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Post by: try another castle on January 08, 2006, 11:53:00 PM
Well, now is the time to let the dogs have their fun.
Too bad there aren't any foxes where they live.
I remember hearing about this story a year or so ago, and thought it was hilarious.
Post by: Antigen on January 09, 2006, 12:37:00 AM
Mayor, mayor! Please save us from these chickens!
But... I'm not your mayor and, uh, they're chickens.
But, they make noise and we hate them!
But... they're chickens. Just eat them.
But we're helpless victims, what shall we do? The chickens are taking over the world and before too long, why, we'll be tripping over them and slipping on chicken shit and somebody might break a hip and then sue the city for failure to protect us from these dangerous chickens!
Uh.... I'm not your fucking mayor!
God, oh, no... is this Brian's neighborhood?
Infidel: In New York, one who does not believe in the Christian religion; in Constantinople, one who does.
--Ambrose Bierce
Post by: try another castle on January 09, 2006, 04:36:00 AM
"The Chickens"
The movie trailer would say:
"This time, terror comes from the ground."
The whole film would be Tippy being chased around the yard by an irate rooster.
BOCK!
Post by: SurRobinHood on January 10, 2006, 11:46:00 PM
Post by: Anonymous on January 13, 2006, 12:00:00 PM
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On 2006-01-08 21:37:00, Antigen wrote:
"I just can't believe it. I mean, I can, but... I don't want to.
Mayor, mayor! Please save us from these chickens!
But... I'm not your mayor and, uh, they're chickens.
But, they make noise and we hate them!
But... they're chickens. Just eat them.
But we're helpless victims, what shall we do? The chickens are taking over the world and before too long, why, we'll be tripping over them and slipping on chicken shit and somebody might break a hip and then sue the city for failure to protect us from these dangerous chickens!
Uh.... I'm not your fucking mayor!
God, oh, no... is this Brian's neighborhood? :nworthy:
Post by: Anonymous on January 13, 2006, 12:02:00 PM
BY ROGER ALFORD | THE ASSOCIATED PRESS
FRANKFORT - First came calls to remove the statue of Confederate President Jefferson Davis from the state Capitol. Now, another famous Kentuckian is under fire.
An animal rights group is calling for the bust of Colonel Harland Sanders - founder of KFC - to be hauled out. Television star Pamela Anderson is leading the charge.
"The bust of Colonel Sanders stands as a monument to cruelty and has no place in the Kentucky state Capitol," Anderson said in a statement issued by People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals, an animal rights group based in Norfolk, Va.
The suggestion didn't ruffle feathers in Gov. Ernie Fletcher's office.
"We certainly appreciate everyone's right to an opinion," spokeswoman Jodi Whitaker said. "Colonel Sanders was one of Kentucky's most distinguished citizens, a great entrepreneur and a fine charitable man of faith, and he certainly has a place in Kentucky history. We believe he warrants appropriate recognition as such."
Anderson has been involved in a public relations campaign to raise awareness of what she calls abuse of chickens in processing plants that supply poultry to the Louisville-based chicken chain.
In a letter to Fletcher, Anderson detailed alleged abuses of chickens by KFC suppliers. Among her claims, she said workers in a slaughterhouse in West Virginia have been filmed tearing the heads off live birds, spitting tobacco in their eyes, spray-painting their faces and slamming them on the ground.
"We felt the bust of Colonel Sanders is inappropriate in the state Capitol because it portrays a man who founded a company that treats chickens in a way that would be illegal if dogs or cats were the victims," said Matt Prescott, a spokesman for PETA.
KFC spokeswoman Laurie Schalow said "this is just another misguided publicity stunt by PETA in their attempt to create a vegan society."
Another display in the Capitol that has stirred controversy is the statue of Davis, a Kentucky native who served as president of the Confederacy during the Civil War. Black leaders unsuccessfully called two years ago for it to be moved to a less visible spot in the Kentucky History Center.
A likeness of former president Abraham Lincoln, also a native Kentuckian, also stands in the rotunda. Lincoln, who has the largest statue, is in the middle while Davis stands in the corner. Statues of Henry Clay, Dr. Ephraim McDowell and Alben Barkley also are in the rotunda.
Post by: Anonymous on January 13, 2006, 12:04:00 PM
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God, oh, no... is this Brian's neighborhood?
::boycott:: :lol:
Post by: Antigen on January 13, 2006, 10:16:00 PM
Again, I'll start taking PETA more seriously when they start throwing paint on Hell's Angels.
The law in its majestic equality, forbids all men to sleep under bridges, to beg in the streets, and to steal bread - the rich as well as the poor
--Anatole France
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Post by: Anonymous on January 15, 2006, 02:56:00 PM
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I was in a girls home that made us pluck Chickens and Turkeys. To be precise about 300 a week.
Free Child Labor for a preacher who never got his hands dirty.
I was 13 and there where many younger than me.
The boys caught and gutted fish all night, again free child labor.
Saturday Morning-
Wake up eat, file in line, be counted.
Next, It always terrifying me to have to go into the chicken coop and have to catch a chicken the small hut full of them flying every where. Feathers every where and chicken shit every where! Including still warm on me.
Next was to take it to the chopping block.
Had to hold it still while another cut its head off.
Then It was tossed to the ground with blood spewing every where. And catch it a second time.
Warm blood all over my face hair and clothes and shoes. The stains never came out of your clothes including bra and panties. With a dress on too boot!
Then there was the dreaded piles of chicken heads to pass on the way to the boiling pot.
Holding them by thier feet while the blood run down all over, the chicken still fighting without a head.
Now to the boiling pot, where you dipped your chicken and plucked it by pulling the feathers off. And hell no don't let the chicken get cold before you finish Or getting the feathers out was even harder. And since they carried lice the thought of Lice made you itch all day.
Next was to throw it on a table and cut it open.
Then sticking your hand up inside and pulling the guts out, Careful not to brake the green bag so you didn't miss supper that night. The guts always went into ta big container, Being baked all the while in the hot sun. They girls thought it funny to pick me up and force me in the gut tank.
All the while there is 3 girls by the gut table playing jump rope with the intestines, and the farm cats getting full till they popped. The cats ate well when they weren't eating chicken guts they where eating the big ass rats in our school which was a hayloft, called the heavenly hay loft. The rats getting fat from what the cats did not eat had the biggest teeth I ever saw.
Next to cut off the feet and thrown in a pile like the heads. Cats running off with whole feet in thier mouths.
Ahhhh And what fun they where because if you pulled the string that hung out you could open and close the claw yourself. Kinda get the feel how things worked, And the treasure was in the gall bladder because chickens will eat anything we found nuts bolts name it in that gall bladder, One could only hope for a diamond ring.
Next was to wash them and bag them.
By the end of the day you where covered in dried blood and the stench baked into your hair and skin and clothes.
Then You could only take a short shower because there was a line for a shower. So the smell stayed in your hair and took half the week to get out, to only go do it again the next week.
And then what did we get for supper that night???
CHICKEN!!!
They made sure we earned our way. Child labor.
Wonder if col. Sanders had children doing the dirty work for him or if his children did it??
:roll:
Post by: Anonymous on February 11, 2006, 10:44:00 PM
Uproar over armed firefighters killing chickens by homes
By Christa Jenkins
Herald Writer
HIGH SPRINGS ? After seeing High Springs firefighters toting rifles through a neighborhood and shooting at chickens last week, residents said they are infuriated.
The southwest sector of town between Southwest Fourth Avenue and Poe Springs Road has had a chicken problem for years.
Many residents said they were upset not that the chickens were killed but the manner in which the situation was handled last Wednesday, Feb. 1.
Residents said they were not notified that the shooting would happen, that they worried about the safety of their children and pets, and that firefighters ran through private property without permission.
When the shooting was over, residents said they were left to deal with injured chickens and a bloody mess.
City officials, however, said that multiple safety precautions were taken, including having the city?s police chief on the scene with a safety perimeter in place.
The Animal that Defied Classification
Starting about two years ago, the city began to receive complaints from residents living in the southwest area of town between Southwest Fourth Avenue and Poe Springs Road, said City Manager Jim Drumm, himself a previous resident of the area.
At that time, as many as 50 wild chickens that nested in the woods surrounding the area had begun to leave the woods and cause trouble for residents.
Roosters crowed at street lights at all hours of the night. Hens tore up yards and left feces in them for residents to step in. The fowl stood in the streets and upheld traffic.
When the cars in the neighborhood were parked, the chickens flew atop them to roost and left scratches.
Some residents even complained that they were afraid to leave their homes because the roosters were aggressive and chased people.
It was a mess for the growing city, Drumm said.
After receiving numerous complaints, city officials attempted to gain the help of Alachua County Animal Control but were declined because the organization only handles domestic animals and pets.
Since the chickens were wild, Animal Control would not help, Drumm said.
So officials went to the Florida Wildlife Commission instead, but that government agency labels chickens as farm animals and refused to help, Drumm said.
?These animals sometimes fall through the cracks of what anybody can do,? Drumm said.
With complaints still coming in, officials decided to take action themselves.
Code enforcement officials were first enlisted to capture the animals, but the chickens? speed and ability to fly made attempts nearly impossible.
Officials asked for agile teenagers to volunteer to capture the chickens, and one boy did succeed in capturing a couple, but it was still a limited success.
?They are wild animals, and they are very good at escaping and flying,? Drumm said.
Traps with high quality feed inside them were put out to lure in the chickens, but after a hen was captured, roosters started to guard the traps and keep chickens away from them, Drumm said.
Officials put alcohol in the birds? food to try to slow them down, but that didn?t work either, Drumm said.
While officials considered the option of using other types of drugs or chemicals in a similar manner, they worried about the possible effects it might have on pets in the area.
Officials tried to get more ideas by speaking with other city officials and police officers who had similar problems.
Residents were asked if they owned the chickens, but no one said they did.
While no one claimed the chickens as their own, residents often take in chickens during the daytime, Drumm said.
Nearly a year after first attempts to solve the problem, officials were running out of options, and residents were getting impatient, Drumm said.
The chickens would have to be shot, Drumm said.
?We actually tried many avenues to capture them,? Drumm said. ?It was our last option to consider shooting them.?
The City?s Last Option
It was the morning of Wednesday, Feb. 1 that Janet Lashells, a friend of David Smart, who resides on Southwest 2nd Place, was horrified to see firefighters running through yards and shooting the chickens.
?Those chickens in the neighborhood never bothered us,? she said.
A barn close to the area is home to a group of wild kittens that Lashells and Smart feed, Smart said.
The food inadvertently attracts many chickens to enter the barn, and Smart thinks this would have been a better way to go about catching the chickens, he said.
?I realize that they had to do something, but I think they could have handled it differently,? he said.
According to Smart, there were between 50 and 75 chickens in the area previous to the shooting, and he has seen very few since then.
?It sounded like a war zone over there,? he said. ?It was pretty bad.?
Some residents said they were angry that they were not notified beforehand that officials would be shooting guns in the neighborhood.
Jenni Callahan, a resident on Seventh Avenue, said she wishes she was warned about the shooting so she would know to keep pets inside.
She witnessed the events while on her lunch break and later returned home to find two shot and injured chickens taking shelter near her house, she said.
One had been shot in the leg and another in the wing, she said.
?I just don?t feel people should be running around with .22s in a neighborhood,? she said.
Joan Lenne, another resident of Seventh Avenue, said that firefighters ran through her back yard without informing her first or gaining her permission.
Lashells was worried for the safety of pets in the area and any people who happened to be outside, she said.
?Anything that was moving, they were shooting,? she said. ?There?s blood all over the place.?
But many safety precautions were taken to ensure an accident-free day, Drumm said.
Safety and Legality Issues
Officials decided to take action on a morning that school was in session, and most children would be at school and away from the area.
They used rifles with a small caliber specially made to not travel far, and firefighters only made clear shots that were low to the ground to avoid ricochet.
Firefighters were chosen over policemen because firefighters were able to assist without being pulled away from active duties, and they were also ready and willing to help, Drumm said.
Those who assisted had backgrounds in hunting and handling firearms, Drumm said.
Additionally, Police Chief Ray Kaminskas was at the site to secure the perimeter from people, pets and everything else not a chicken.
?I understand the concern, but we try to make it as safe out here as possible,? Kaminskas said.
This was also the reason that residents in the area were not notified beforehand that officials would be present to shoot the chickens, Drumm said.
Officials feared that if they announced the event, onlookers would be present and would be put at risk.
?We were hoping not to have anybody in the area,? he said.
According to Drumm, the city employees involved attempted to stay in the streets, which are city-owned property, by herding the chickens into those directions.
Since the streets in the area are often very narrow, it appears that residents? yards start at the edge of the road, when in fact the legal roadway is 60 feet wide.
Additionally, Drumm said, there were several residents who came out of their homes and tried to assist the firefighters with directing the chickens.
In these cases, the firefighters may have entered residents? yards with their permission.
City code allows code enforcement actions to be carried out even on private property, so even if the firefighters did have to enter residents? yards, it was still within the city?s legal right to do so, Drumm said.
It was also legal to discharge the firearms within city limits, Drumm said, because Police Chief Kaminskas had given his authority to do so, and he was there to supervise.
The city code also allows nuisance birds that are within city limits to be destroyed, Drumm said.
Firefighters targeted the roosters, since they seemed to be a greater part of the problem than the hens.
When residents began to come outside and question the firefighters, officials decided to quit for the day so that they wouldn?t endanger those people, Drumm said.
End Results
In the end, about eight chickens were killed, and one chick was captured and donated to the Camp Kulaqua Zoo for their children?s education program.
Additionally, firefighters located several nesting sites.
Although the problem was not completely taken care of, Drumm said, officials can use these nesting sites to capture more chickens in the future.
Also, since many of the roosters were killed, hens will not have many opportunities to create future hatchlings, Drumm said.
?They will live out their life and not move on to additional generations,? he said.
City officials are still seeking more alternatives with how to handle the chicken problem.
After hearing about the events last week, a man from Gilchrist County called officials to tell them that he has a Labrador Retriever rescued after Hurricane Katrina that can catch chickens without injuring them, Kaminskas said.
Officials tested the dog out on Tuesday, Feb. 7, and had positive results, he said.
Anyone else with ideas on how to approach the chicken problem is welcome to call, he said.
?I just want them gone,? he said. ?If someone wants to come out here and catch a chicken, they can.?
Problems with wild chickens in cities often begin when people move from the country to the city and attempt to bring their chickens along, Drumm said.
But they are difficult to keep in small yards and often break free.
Other times, problems arise from parents who give their children baby chicks for Easter. The kids then set the chickens free when they get big.
Wherever their origin, the wild chickens that still roam free in the area seem to have evaded defeat once again.
?We?ve been listening to roosters for over a year,? said Joyce LaCagnina, a resident of the area. ?And they?re still crowing.?