Life is interesting.

 I am intrigued by the happenings all around me. Being an "Observer" of  a different kind, I tend to have a unique perspective of the experience. 

"THE DBC"

And so I'm sitting on a bench in the park on a beautiful summer day. And along comes this duck. A single duck.

He's not marching with the duck army that usually approaches you in the park when you're eating what the army consider's "their lunch". He's alone. Maybe an outcast or maybe a hoarder trying to outposition the rest of the army for sustanance. Now don't get me wrong, ducks aren't freeloaders. I think that God must have given them the raw talent of approaching complete strangers in the park for food. Politically, the ducks must have banded together to pass a duck movement to add another Commandment: Thow shall feed thy ducks in the park when the ducks pressure you to.

So this "lone duck" waddles up to me in hopes of an afternoon brunch.

I readily accept and greet my new friend. "Hey buddy, do you want some of my organic apple ?", I say.

That's what I was eating at the time and I figured it would be a healthy treat for my new found friend. And so I tossed him a piece and he ate it. Yet there was a look of "duck trance" on his duck face that said, "Where is the enriched white bread ?" Which is, of course, commonplace with park goers feeding park birds.

Now I'm not an expert on duck facial expressions but I just somehow knew "THAT" look.

Reluctantly I tossed him another piece of apple. Yes, he did eat it, yet with a look of disgust on his face. What happened next was truly baffling to me.....The duck waddled away.

What usually happens when you feed ducks even just one measily scrap of food ? That's right, they'll stay by your side and never leave you alone.....Ever..... But this duck waddled away with an attitude about him that said, "In search of enriched white bread.....Must have enriched white bread.....Give me bread !!!"

And this waddling had a robotic fashion to it. An imprinted and engrained belief system for the poor little creature.

Apparently this duck had been brainwashed.

I think the government was involved. A Secret Society designed to harbor fugitive ducks and brainwash them into believing that "enriched white bread" was yummy. Referred to as "THE DBC", The Duck Brainwashing Committee, they probably harvest innocent baby ducks and train them from an infant stage. That way, they'll get the "results" they want: Ducks that crave enriched white bread !!!

Were their other ducks embellished with this belief system ?

Had I discovered a "DUCK CONSPIRACY" of sorts ???

Imagine all the parks in the world !!!

A widespread brainwashing..............................Of ducks.

Butterflies are brave.

At least the Kamikaze ones are.

You know, the smaller white butterflies that are hellbent on

flying directly in front of your vehicle. And it must be on

purpose because I don't know of any other insect with

distinct suicidal tendencies.

I even try to swerve out of the way. But mathematically, when you take the surface area of a speeding motorized vehicle compared to that of a butterfly, well let's just say there's not much of a chance for the little brave insect.

And it's mostly the small white ones.

Not the larger variety.

I think that has something to do with their education and schooling. The small white butterflies have been pre-programmed for self destruction. While the multi-colored larger variety have been trained to avoid the "Small White Butterfly Kamikaze Zone" altogether.

Their teachers drilled them with mutiple viewings of "frogger". Enough to turn a larger butterfly off of even the slightest chance of vehicular contact.

Oh sure, there's a straggler here and there, outcasts that are high school dropouts from the "Specialized Danger Zone Training". They like to test their maneuvering skills amongst the road riddled with the bodyparts of their brethren.

Birds are more cautious than butterflies.

Their main purpose is to "taunt" you.

They pretend that their life is in the utmost peril and jeopardy. And then at the very second of bird impact, they fly away, unharmed and unscathed. Seemingly "through" your veichle at times.

It's as if, in your mind, surely you must have hit the bird.

You didn't hear a "thump. There was no "splat".

But there's no way any creature could survive a man-made craft traveling forty miles an hour and millimeters away from the potential homicide. 

And then you look back behind you in your mirror and there goes the bird frollicking in the road again.

Preparing for yet another unsuspecting victim to "taunt".

.....This has always baffled me and distorted my understanding of a what a "hit and run" actually is. I think when it comes to birds it should be referred to as a "taunt and fake out the driver into believing that they have ran over an innocent little bird". Yeah, I think that suits the description better.

Deer have no suicidal tendencies.

They seem to value their lives more than "Kamikaze butterflies" and birds that know how to "fake you out".

Deer simply have poor judgement capabilities.

The problem being is that they think that the seventy mile per hour speeding death machine will somehow miraculously swerve and miss them.

And sadly enough, this is certainly not the case.

Hence numerous rancid deer carcuses strewn about the road.

Deer are either overconfident of their "chicken who crossed the road maneuvers", or overtrusting that we, as human beings, have taken the "bob and weave" principle from professional boxing and successfully applied it to our driving skills.

People cross the road.

They appear to mostly have a bad attitude though.

Humans have an insatiable desire to be "lightly clipped" by a vehicle. That way they can sue the driver. You've even said it yourself, "Go ahead and hit me and I'll sue you."

And you keep walking across the road with a smirk on your face that says that you've appointed yourself to be the "Road King". "I am the King of the road, I will walk as fast or as slow as I want to. If you hit me, I will gather my servants as witnesses and sue you."

People think that they have more of a right than do automobiles to be on pavement with yellow lines on it.

Evidently it is their civil duty to irritate drivers with their sauntering across the road. They feel as if somehow they've got one up on the other guy. "Yeah, that's right, I'm walking at my own irritating pace..... Go ahead and hit me.....I'll sue you." 

BE CREATIVE. TRY TO VIEW THE WORLD WITH A DIFFERENT PERSPECTIVE THAN OTHERS.

 THE REWARDS ARE MANY.