Buzzards

I'm thinking that Florida's state bird is the buzzard, or vulture, if you will. Seems that the state is frickin' full of them. Really. They are everywhere.

While flying, buzzards are graceful and strong. Watching them riding on the winds, circling, is beautiful. It's not until they land, and begin their dirty tasks, that you realize how ugly they truly are. They do take their job seriously, though... you've got to give them that. They are thorough, sticking their beaks and nasty heads into body cavities, shredding offal, taking full of advantage of Mother Nature's gift. Ugly they may be, but you can't really hate them. After all, they only do what they know.

We've got a few human buzzards, too. About the only difference these bastards have from their avian counterparts, is that they will attempt to console their prey, while tearing them to shreds. Always circling, but not always in sight, it's a guarantee that at the first stumble, the first signs of stress, hell... the first bit of boredome from the buzzards' point of view, and they will land and "console," all the while picking at the soon to be carcass. "Oh, it's alright... I'll be there for you. I'm your friend. Damn, your liver tastes pretty good for an alkie!" Yeah... thanks for that.

On a lighter note, once I started writing this, all I could think of was the buzzard from Bugs Bunny... "My mama done tol' me, 'get something for dinner.'"

Can't hate buzzards for doing what they know. Some of them will make ya smile... jes' remember what they've been feeding on.

Posted by That 1 Guy at November 16, 2006 08:36 PM | TrackBack