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Thu Nov 04, 2021 3:04 am
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BACK IN THE OLD DAYS, CHICKEN WINGS were either thrown out or used as soup or broth stock. But in the fateful year 1964, in the Anchor Bar in Buffalo, New York, “Buffalo wings” came into being. Places have been judged by the quality of their chicken wings ever since. Where I live, we like a place called Hobbits, and we just had lunch there yesterday. Some people prefer their wings slathered in sauce, but I like mine dry and dipped in blue cheese. How ironic it is that the poor bird whose wings we now enjoy hardly used them when alive, other than to flap them over-dramatically when running from a horny rooster. As long as you don’t mind eating with your hands, chicken wings make a terrific lunch. It’s probably the only time it ever occurs to me to have a beer, although yesterday – as usual – I had iced tea instead. Left wing may be liberal, right wing may be fascist, but chicken wings are forever!

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Thu Nov 04, 2021 8:47 am

Henry ... wings are a favorite of mine . I don't understand the boneless wing ...

ritz

Thu Nov 04, 2021 12:26 pm


Ritz wrote:

Henry ... wings are a favorite of mine . I don't understand the boneless wing ...

ritz

Me neither, Ritzy.  You have to have the bone in or it isn't a real wing. 

Thu Nov 04, 2021 2:52 pm

Hello HenryM. 

From the outset, I have to admit to being a vegetarian so, in this instance your latest post does not resonate with me in the same way that most of your other posts do. However, I rarely turn down the opportuntiy to try to capture my feelings in verse, and I have to thank you for providing the subject and the motivation for me to get my brain into rhyming gear.  Below is my rendition of 'wings & things', which I hope you can appreciate as an alternative perspective on the subject you so ably portray.

Best wishes

Bill  

 

WINGS AND THINGS!

One of the world’s most wondrous things
has got to be those things with wings,
from birds and bats and dragonfly
all soaring in the sky so high.

I love to see the types of flight
and witness fledglings get it right,
as they exit their wee nest
to put their new-found wings to test.

I like to see the buzzards soar
and watch the falcon dive in awe,
to witness kestrels hover thus
as if they’re entertaining us.

Swans and geese always amaze
as heavy bodies they may raise
by flapping wings a metre wide
yet seem to take it in their stride.

There’s no mistaking sounds I’ve heard
created by the hummingbird,
who flaps it’s little wings so fast
I feel its energy can’t last.

Then there’s the pheasants, grouse and game
who, much to human-being’s shame,
are hunted down and killed by them
yet few will write their requiem.

Human- beings call this sport
because this is what they’ve been taught;
To maim and kill creatures at will,
for me, it’s such a bitter pill.

Then there’s all that cruelty
in battery farming of poultry,
where chicken’s wings are rarely used
because these birds are so abused.

As a vegetarian, I
pause, to give a heartfelt sigh
at the thought of eating meat
because to kill, is to mistreat.

Those who indulge as carnivores,
may open up those moral doors
and inadvertently lend weight
to people with a cruel trait.

For someone has to kill these things
so others can eat precious wings,
or other meat from creatures who
have little say in what they do.

They say that they’re not sentient,
and humans are omniscient,
which, illogically, may lead to
justifying this point of view.

But once this killing is condoned,
it can get rationalised and owned
by many in the human race
who will not kill things face to face.

When other people kill at will,
does the human conscience still
believe they may bear no blame
in what may be a bully’s game?

When there’s support for killing things
simply so folks can eat their wings,
it seems to me something’s amiss
when human-beings think like this.

Most carnivores do not perceive
each piece of meat that they receive
as being murdered by someone
for that’s how meat-eating’s begun.

Rather than carnivorous,
or cheating, eating piscivorous, (fish)
I choose to be granivorous, (grain)
frugivorous and herbivorous. (fruit & herbs)

I will not kill the underdog,
be they human or a hog.

                                            B. Withers 2021

Thu Nov 04, 2021 3:53 pm


Bill wrote:

Hello HenryM. 

From the outset, I have to admit to being a vegetarian so, in this instance your latest post does not resonate with me in the same way that most of your other posts do. However, I rarely turn down the opportuntiy to try to capture my feelings in verse, and I have to thank you for providing the subject and the motivation for me to get my brain into rhyming gear.  Below is my rendition of 'wings & things', which I hope you can appreciate as an alternative perspective on the subject you so ably portray.

Best wishes

Bill  

 

WINGS AND THINGS!

One of the world’s most wondrous things
has got to be those things with wings,
from birds and bats and dragonfly
all soaring in the sky so high.

I love to see the types of flight
and witness fledglings get it right,
as they exit their wee nest
to put their new-found wings to test.

I like to see the buzzards soar
and watch the falcon dive in awe,
to witness kestrels hover thus
as if they’re entertaining us.

Swans and geese always amaze
as heavy bodies they may raise
by flapping wings a metre wide
yet seem to take it in their stride.

There’s no mistaking sounds I’ve heard
created by the hummingbird,
who flaps it’s little wings so fast
I feel its energy can’t last.

Then there’s the pheasants, grouse and game
who, much to human-being’s shame,
are hunted down and killed by them
yet few will write their requiem.

Human- beings call this sport
because this is what they’ve been taught;
To maim and kill creatures at will,
for me, it’s such a bitter pill.

Then there’s all that cruelty
in battery farming of poultry,
where chicken’s wings are rarely used
because these birds are so abused.

As a vegetarian, I
pause, to give a heartfelt sigh
at the thought of eating meat
because to kill, is to mistreat.

Those who indulge as carnivores,
may open up those moral doors
and inadvertently lend weight
to people with a cruel trait.

For someone has to kill these things
so others can eat precious wings,
or other meat from creatures who
have little say in what they do.

They say that they’re not sentient,
and humans are omniscient,
which, illogically, may lead to
justifying this point of view.

But once this killing is condoned,
it can get rationalised and owned
by many in the human race
who will not kill things face to face.

When other people kill at will,
does the human conscience still
believe they may bear no blame
in what may be a bully’s game?

When there’s support for killing things
simply so folks can eat their wings,
it seems to me something’s amiss
when human-beings think like this.

Most carnivores do not perceive
each piece of meat that they receive
as being murdered by someone
for that’s how meat-eating’s begun.

Rather than carnivorous,
or cheating, eating piscivorous, (fish)
I choose to be granivorous, (grain)
frugivorous and herbivorous. (fruit & herbs)

I will not kill the underdog,
be they human or a hog.

                                            B. Withers 2021

Since I seem to inspire you, Bill, I guess that makes me the first male Muse in history, unless you know of another one...  

Fri Nov 05, 2021 1:37 am

Hello HenryM.

Whilst I gratefully acknowledge your role as an effective and welcome muse, it might be more difficult to recognise you as 'the first male muse'. Over the years, many of my rhymes have been motivated and inspired by 'bullies'. The more they bully, the more they inspire the rhymes.  I recognise that certain women can be 'bullies', but I have found that  the trait is much more often found in the males of the species. Hence, it could be said that there have been many muses in the past and I am quite expecting that there will be many more in the future.

Your role as a muse (for me) has rarely come close to the concept of 'bullying', which has made your contributions a welcome break from that which normally gets my literary juices flowing.

Best wishes

Bill 

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