Politics as usual - in the birdbath.

Central USA

Back Yard Politics is the view out of my window.

Politicians are all over the place!

There are a lot of LBT's (Little Brown Things) and these seem to be the supporting members of the party. ‘Tiz a bit difficult to determine just which political party this is, but I am aware of an awful lot of birdbrains flitting around and making a lot of noise.

At first glance, the LBT's seem to be the life blood of the party. A half dozen red guys are in the picture, They tend to show up, eat, fight among themselves, - then leave in a flurry of color.

LBT's are interesting. Close watching reveals a lot of variation in their ranks. Many have stripes, some vertically. some horizontally. A bunch off by themselves are wearing striped hats which look rather strange, but they must think it is great for there are a lot of these hat wearers in the crowd And there are those with black heads, and some in an iridescent fashion.

There is a special group that are well accepted by all. These will wear white shirts that extends from their throats to their bottoms almost like a penguin. These make up a greater percentage that what a first glance would indicate.

On rare occasions a big blue politician will show up and everybody leaves out of respect to his demanding personality.

On even rarer occasions a couple of big black guys have been known to show up. Even Mr. Blue Birdbrain will vacate the stage when one of these guys are present. These must represent a dissimilar political splinter faction for they do not enter into normal birdbrain discussions, and they are simply BIG. They make an unholy racket, help themselves to the banquet and leave. They contribute nothing for the welfare of the party.

A visiting yellow and black dignitary made a colorful entrance recently, gave a speech during the feast in his honor, and left. He has not been invited back. This is unexpected as he was a most colorful speaker.

The Mallard party sent a delegate who stayed for a couple of days. His waddling gait and quacking speech was not well accepted. He was not invited back, either.

Most members of the Birdbrain Party get along well together. They make a colorful addition to my back yard.

However: There is another party whose members are notorious for crashing the banquet hall and stealing food intended only for Birdbrain party members. Many have been forcibly ejected or have been relocated to a permanent home far away.

Due to the invasive tactics of the squirrel brain party members, the banquet hall has been moved from the tree to the swimming pool. The tree is too convenient to the invading pests, and the lack of water prevents the swimming pool from being used as a bird bath.

These back yard politicians really do make for an interesting back yard.

Does anyone care for squirrel stew?