#chicken

Given the opportunity, under the right conditions, two cells from wildly different sources, a yeast cell, say, and a chicken erythrocyte, will touch, fuse, and the two nuclei will then fuse as well, and the new hybrid cell will now divide into monstrous progeny. Naked cells, lacking self-respect, do not seem to have any sense of self. ↗

— Lewis Thomas

#cell #cells #chicken #conditions #different

Religion is no more the parent of morality than an incubator is the mother of a chicken. ↗

— Lemuel K. Washburn

#incubator #morality #more #mother #parent

I love eating chicken with my bare hands. It makes me want to snarl at people, even more than usual. ↗

— Jeri Smith-Ready

#love

I am a battery hen. I live in a cage so small I cannot stretch my wings. I am forced to stand night and day on a sloping wire mesh floor that painfully cuts into my feet. The cage walls tear my feathers, forming blood blisters that never heal. The air is so full of ammonia that my lungs hurt and my eyes burn and I think I am going blind. As soon as I was born, a man grabbed me and sheared off part of my beak with a hot iron, and my little brothers were thrown into trash bags as useless alive. My mind is alert and my body is sensitive and I should have been richly feathered. In nature or even a farmyard I would have had sociable, cleansing dust baths with my flock mates, a need so strong that I perform 'vacuum' dust bathing on the wire floor of my cage. Free, I would have ranged my ancestral jungles and fields with my mates, devouring plants, earthworms, and insects from sunrise to dusk. I would have exercised my body and expressed my nature, and I would have given, and received, pleasure as a whole being. I am only a year old, but I am already a 'spent hen.' Humans, I wish I were dead, and soon I will be dead. Look for pieces of my wounded flesh wherever chicken pies and soups are sold. ↗

— Karen Davis

#chickens #factory-farms #nature

Leo drummed his fingers. “Great. I should have installed a smoke screen that makes the ship smell like a giant chicken nugget. Remind me to invent that, next time.” Hazel frowned. “What is a chicken nugget?” “Oh, man…” Leo shook his head in amazement. “That's right. You’ve missed the last, like, seventy years. Well, my apprentice, a chicken nugget—” “Doesn’t matter,” Annabeth interrupted. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#chicken #hazel-levesque #heroes-of-olympus #leo-valdez #percy-jackson-and-the-olympians

Do not count your chickens before they are hatched. ↗

— Aesop

#chickens #count #hatched #your

If people knew how KFC treats its chickens, they'd never eat another drumstick. ↗

— Pamela Anderson

#chickens #eat #how #knew #never

My mother turned into a professional widow. She couldn't understand why I wanted to be an engineer; she thought I should be a chicken farmer. ↗

— David Antin

#engineer #farmer #i #into #mother

We played one warm-up gig at this bar that was kinda like that bar in 'The Blues Brothers' with the chicken wire. This place called The Brick House, in Housatonic. I really can't believe we're going to play for people in New York City. I'm terrified, but it's a small enough room. But it's really just supposed to be for the fun of it. ↗

— Lauren Ambrose

#believe #blues #blues brothers #brick #brothers

I love chicken. I would eat chicken fingers on Thanksgiving if it were socially acceptable. ↗

— Todd Barry

#chicken #eat #fingers #i #i love