rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Portents!

I've just watched about four dozen crows go into the side yard belonging my neighbor across the street. Several more crows are still flying around above the yard. One to four crows have been perched on the roof of his house or the yard's fence, coming and going, but the rest of the four dozen are hidden behind the fence. I have no idea what they are up to back there.

Should I call the neighbor and let him know that he might be on the verge of a Hitchcockian event? If I warn him, will the crows be aware of what I have done, and perhaps turn their attentions to me? Are crows psychic? Do they read this journal? Am I being paranoid? Are Heckle and Jeckle behind all this?

True, Heckle and Jeckle are magpies, but corvids nonetheless. Are all the world's corvids in league? It seems likely. What do they know that we don't? What are the corvids not telling us about events Libya, for example? Is it because they themselves are responsible for what is happening there? And what about the ongoing disaster at Fukushima? Why are the corvids silent about that, despite the fact that Heckle and Jeckle can talk?

Could corvids be behind Glen Beck's sudden fall from eventual grace at the end of this year? Is it their plan to remove from Fox News the one man who makes the rest of the on-air staff look rational by comparison? But then, does not Rupert Murdoch himself have a rather corvid appearance? Could he not be an ancient raven who has taken human form? But if so, why would he damage his own enterprise?

Perhaps there has been a falling out among the corvids themselves. Murdoch is, after all, Australian, while Jeckle is definitely English— a detested Pommy. Has Murdoch crossed the mighty Jeckle? Are we about to witness a civil war not only among the corvids, but within the British Commonwealth? Will Vancouver be bombed? Will the United States be dragged into it? Should I purchase gold with what little money remains in my bank account? What would Heckle do?

I'm beginning to dislike crows intensely.
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