Which Came First…The Chicken or the Egg?
By Jody Worsham
Those of you who read my blog on a regular basis have come
to expect a certain amount of intellectual wisdom gained through years of
repeating the same mistakes over and over.
Some even look forward to the broad picture as seen through the
declining eyesight of a near septuagenarian.
Today I shall combine philosophy with architecture as a visual means to
enlighten those who can’t find their reading glasses.
First to address the age old question: which came first the chicken or the egg? The answer is not complex at all. The first
to come would be the chicken pen for without the chicken pen there would be no
chickens or eggs due to marauding critters. Just as civilizations are judged by the
architecture that is left behind, so can our civilization be judged by the
architecture of the chicken pen which, as I said before, had to come
first. Even city dwellers have begun to
have backyard chicken pens, also known as coops. Cages have been designed for apartment
dwellers. Following the philosophy that
free range chicken eggs are best, apartment dwellers have been encouraged to
turn their patio birds out to roam freely on the balcony for a few hours each
day.
The ultimate evidence that bird architecture has been taken
to new heights is the Trump Chicken Condos also known as the TCC on the Worsham
35 acre semi-plantation in lovely downtown East Texas. The plan started out as a simple roof structure
enclosed with chicken wire over an existing concrete slab. Security questions came into play and chain
link fencing was added on top of the chicken wire. Recycled French doors to provide light along
the north wall and added a certain classic charm. Turned sideways, the doors
were raised to provide protection from
the wind and rain. The coop would need
to be wired for electricity so that a ceiling fan could be installed to provide
coolness in the summer and of course the pre-requisite radio to provide laying
music.
The coop plan was
then expanded to include a covered outdoor area with a natural grassy space for
that free-range element. To live up to
Trump standards, a covered antique brick inlayed porch would allow for Gator
parking while unloading feed and lawn chairs for bird watching. Silver painted laying nests attached to a
wall with a private entrance for each chicken would give that chic loft living
feel. A large porthole would provide
easy access for the chicken and allow her to observe the rest of the community
while laying her egg in cedar and hickory scented sawdust.
If any of you are interested in investing in a Trump Chicken Condos or our lease-to-own
chickens , you may contact me at jodyworsham@gmail.com
There are a few condos still available
but they are going fast. Next week
Egg-onomics or the Faberge Knockoffs.
6 comments:
Do they lay golden eggs?
They better!
Sounds good enough for some relatives of mine to move in. Please send map to the TCC.
Does the laying music include Dylan's "Lay, Lady, Lay"?
OMG, love it! And now I want chickens!
They lay more eggs than some bad country western singers but you can eat chicken eggs.
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