Fast forward to yesterday when the news broke that Charles Manson died, and we were like good riddance you ^&I(*&^*&^ ^-!@&^$%$%% piece of &@!&^$%&*. Sad waste of taxpayer dollars there! Many online have expressed sentiments that he was allowed too long on this Earth.
But alas, death does not discriminate. The reaper comes for all, and sorts it out on the other side. Cruel, but the way it is. Then again, you wonder - if only the bad people died, then what would we think if someone we thought was a good person went feet up? Or if somebody we thought was bound for lower regions went on living, and living, and living –
Deep ponderings for a parrot, eh?
Here’s another interesting thing we stumbled across online. One of mommy’s online friends in Alaska shared an article on the two-month night in northern Alaska. It seems that the sun has set on Utqiagvik (formerly Barrow – try saying that with a beak), AK, and it won’t come back up until late January. Two months of night? That’s insane! Ok, it’s actually axial tilt of the planet, but still. We squawk when it’s cloudy for two days here, or under 60 degrees. Two months of winter night sound like a horror novel. Actually, I think mommy has read a few Alaskan winter mysteries. Brr! Another friend that once lived up there replied that what they call “the winter night” it is a long, cold time. Depressing too, I imagine. There probably aren’t any sun conures living up there!
Life is strange. Oh well. At least Thanksgiving is almost upon us. There’s one rule for us parrots when it comes to Thanksgiving: feed us. A lot. In fact, just let us sample a little bit of everything. We celebrate too!
That’s all today. Have a safe and Happy Thanksgiving!