Ever wonder what happens when moonbat psychosis goes untreated? You get nonsense like this. This happened yesterday in a town a couple hours' drive east of me. Occasional innominatus reader Jadefellow lives out that way - I shoulda asked him to go videotape the "event."
Anyway, Canada Geese are superabundant around here. When they fly south for the winter, they consider Oregon "south" and come here in great numbers. Many overstay their visas and stay year-round. Unfortunately they are LOUD (honk! honk!) and poop a lot. You've probably heard the cliché "like s___ through a goose" right? Yeah. Wisdom to be found in that phrase. I've heard these guys drop as much as 1.25 lbs apiece EACH DAY. My old boss had a pond (guessin' about 2 acres - decent sized body of water) on his land. The goosedoo messed up the pH of the pond such that all the bluegill and just about everything else in the pond died. Except the algae, which went bucknutty and totally took over. These birds are basically noisy airborne poo factories. If Ahmadinejad had them, we'd accuse him of using biological weapons. And like I said, they are very common around here. Killing the ones in the park IS NOT A TRAGEDY!
I just wish I was at the memorial to witness the moonbat blubberings over the dead geese. I'm envisioning something of a cross between Rainbow Dude and that Mourning Forest Hippies vid. "It was so sad to see a goose led to the gas chamber. Just like Hitler and the Jews. Save the Joose! Or is it Jeese? I'm so confused, let's burn patchoulli in an offering to Gaia!"
Anyway, such is life in the Northwest...