Parrots on the Witness Stand

At dinner with friends I heard several stories about…PARROTS. My favorite was from my friend Hal who said his sister had a parrot that came from a trailer park, and it talked little, but it did imitate sounds of a police siren arriving, and fists hammering on doors.

Someone remembered having heard a parrot that imitated the distinct sounds of cocaine being chopped, scraped into lines, and snorted.

Someone else once lived with a parrot that said only the name “Anna!” at first gently and then working up into screaming frustration, “ANNA! ANNAAAAA!

It’s like nature set a watch on us to mockingly remind hubristic humanity of its frailties–the birds can recite the evidence of our worst natures. When that doesn’t work nature sends a tsunami…

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