LoveBirds PDA

Thurs, July 29th, 2010
Walking home from Alberson's, I usually see nothing that sparks my interest. But not today. As I walk, both arms full of groceries for that evenings dinner, I notice two pigeons standing twenty feet ahead of me. Their beaks were locked together, much like what we humans would call a french kiss. As I get closer to the couple, they seem to notice me and separate. The couple both start walking opposite directions, as if they aren't interested in each other at all. I continue walking. Then, as soon as I am a safe distance, I stop and dodge behind a pillar, feeling silly, but wanting to see what the lovebirds will do next. I am standing there for a few seconds before the two birds fly back to each other, and back into their lovers embrace. Beaks locked, they continue standing there. Feeling like a peeping Tom, I continue on my way. Back home to make my mate dinner.


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Human Nature?

Thurs. July 15th, 2010
So I'm sitting at Sonic waiting for my cousin and enjoying the new campfire blast, when out of the corner of my eye, I notice two cars about to collide. I turn my gaze around to see the incident, as human nature desires to see accidents first-hand, and see to my regret that both cars stop abruptly before any damage is done. The first car, a beat up forest green, pulls forward and a light-skinned woman gets out, yelling profanity at the other car. Then, out of the newer white car, steps a dark-skinned woman yelling just as much profanity as the woman standing a mere ten feet ahead of her. Thinking I am about to witness a cat-fight firsthand, (all while not wanting to be brought into it) I slightly rotate my hips forward, and put my sunglasses on, so I can enjoy the fight from the safety of their concealing lenses. I begin to wonder who will win the battle. Then as quickly as it had started, it was over. Both women jumped in their cars, and drove off. No fighting... just yelling.
Disappointment sets in.
Suddenly, I start to question myself. Why was I disappointed that the two cars didn't collide? Why was I so eager to witness the two women fight? Why? Is it human nature to want to witness destruction? Do we really enjoy watching two sides attack each other? Why do we want to see who is the weakest? This long, unending trail of thought leads me to wars. Do we fight in wars to defend our honor, or is it to prove we are stronger? Do we fight to make a point about our beliefs, or to try and prove that our ways are superior?


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