As I was walking to the Capitol yesterday I looked up - up in two trees on both sides of Grand Avenue were two flocks of crows c-cawing across the road at each other. Throughout the display a third flock, the largest, of high-flying crows circled above the road. First one side of the tree would talk, then the other. What they were saying, who knows. Perhaps they were rival flocks giving each other a hard time. I didn't see any crows cross the road to the other tree. All they did was bicker; they didn't seem to be getting anything done.
This morning I saw the same scene - I'll bet that the same crows were on the same sides bickering over the same things.
Why in the world would I tell such a story (which is true)? Who cares if two sides are arguing over something, trying to convince the other side they are right, refusing to concede any points whatsoever to the other side? Get the hint? The crows could have been telling jokes back and forth for all I know, but I thought this would be an accurate comparison to what I see every day in the House of Representatives.
What was the third flock circling above? I see that as the flock that was tired of waiting for the others to find a solution and work together. Which flock are you?
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