Chickens are simple birds—yard birds and cheap birds. Gallus gallus domesticus is the animal God created just before He took a nap. When a chicken dies, no one cries, and an immediate urge is often to fry it, plunging its body into a vat of hot oil. Another common act of mourning is to dismember the deceased bird, to tear its limbs asunder and to disseminate the constituent parts: to sports bars go the wings; to stock, the bones; and to shrink-wrapped freezer eternity, the breasts and thighs.
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