Tuesday, January 6, 2009


I've used this chicken analogy before - the one where if one chicken notices a spot on another chicken, it will begin pecking the spot. As the spot becomes bigger and bloody, other chickens will join in a frenzy of pecking until the first chicken is literally pecked to death. Farmers often use red light bulbs in their chicken houses so that the chickens can't see any spots. The red light hides the truth. No spots, no pecking.

Onamia is like a chicken house. You could call it a "red light district", in a way. People are covered with spots and flaws, but nobody sees them. Nobody wants to see them. They cling to the red light. Because, obviously, if they saw spots on other people, other people could see spots on them. What a pecker-fest that would be.

I now know what it feels like to be kicked out of the flock, only to be attacked by a mass of vicious peckers intent on pecking me to death. But the jokes on them. I'm not a chicken.

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