Me? A Revolutionary??
Well, a chicken revolutionary, anyway….
The more I think about my chicken dilemma, the more I realize it’s not fair. I know, life’s not fair, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t do our parts to make it better. Even if I get chickens illegally, I’m going to blog about it, and hopefully encourage others to join in the adventure. But I don’t want to encourage others to break the law. That isn’t right. It’s also not right that if I lived one block east, in a smaller house, with a smaller lot, I could have chickens. There isn’t a consistent standard and that really bothers me.
I am in contact with people to try and change the law. I don’t know if it will work. I’ve never done anything like this before, so I have no idea if I will be successful or not. I’m not even fully sure what to do. But I’ve got to try.
I don’t want chickens just for me. I want anyone who wants chickens to be able to have that choice.
So here I am… writer, mother, aspiring evil overlord… chicken revolutionary.