wednesday 29 sept 2010 turners turning fall
for several weeks now, acorn time has been in full swing here in new england. the acorns look a lot smaller than they have in past years, and a great many more of them than usual are falling without their caps.
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and who needs the acorns? the squirrels, of course. and the squirrels lose all their normal sense of caution regarding traffic when acorn time comes. it's programmed into them to store as much of this food as possible for the coming winter, and to do it as fast as they can. they are running and racing across streets willy-nilly to take the food back to the nests, and this is the time of year when more squirrels are run over by drivers than at any other time. that's not a scientific study; it's just what I've seen all my life. the hurry is another genetic thing: you are NOT the only squirrel gathering acorns. many others are doing so too. the faster you go, the more you are likely to get before they are gone.
one acorn-hunter, at least, has already been killed by some buffoon here on Avenue A in the poisonous land of turners fails. the speed limit on said Avenue is fairly low, as it's the main street of the burg, and there are traffic lights on it. in theory, no one should EVER be driving so fast on that street that they aren't able to stop. but what the hell, a squirrel is only a lousy squirrel. plenty more where the dead one came from.
to which I could respond: What the hell. a moron is just a moron. plenty more where YOU came from if I should decide to run over YOU.
give them a chance at acorn time. they're only trying to survive. a human goes to work and busts its butt for money, because money is survival. well, when winter's coming, acorns are dollars to a squirrel, and the difference between living and not living to see another spring.
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