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Proof there is a God, #8,523 Sent in by Chris Henshaw

Chris writes:
THESE TWO PICTURES ARE FROM A PIGEON THAT HIT A WINDOW IN AN OFFICE BUILDING. I DON'T KNOW IF THE BIRD IS COVERED IN SOME SORT POWDERY DUST OR WHAT. I LIKE TO THINK THAT THE DAMN THING HIT THE WINDOW SO HARD THAT IT LEFT SOME SORT OF GHOSTLY IMPRESSION . WHAT DO YOU THINK ?

P.S. WE LOOKED FOR THE BIRD FOR TWO DAYS BUT COULD NOT FIND THE CARCASS . ALL WE COULD FIND WERE FEATHERS. THE IMPRINT STAYED ON THE WINDOW FOR ABOUT 3 MONTHS EVEN THROUGH RAIN.

I loved this one. The note was short, but I was laughing so hard my sides hurt. I love birds. Love. But pigeons are rats with wings, and I hate the damn things. I had one make a nest on my porch a few years ago and thought it'd be a Fun Learning Experience to let it stay. When She and Baby left, Napalm couldn't have sanitized that porch clean enough for me. Let me just say it wasn't pretty. And they don't even write. So I was reading Chris' note and he said that he "liked to think the bird hit the window so hard" it left this powdery impression". Then he said he spent two days out there, looking for the body.

Well, I lost it. I knew what he meant. It was one of those moments that makes me just love that I have this site, one of those times you hear from someone and through a mutual, deep understanding, form an instant bond . What Chris was really saying without saying it was that he hoped the filthy thing hit the window SO hard that it broke its goddamn neck and was laying, splattered like the little piece of shit they are, over a block radius, vaporized. He was just too polite to say that, in those exact words (whereas I lack the class to have that kind of self control). CRIPES, that was funny. I wondered if any of the bird's friends had been watching from across the street, and if they all tried to warn him, waving their filthy little pigeon wings and yelling WINDOW! HEY WINDOW! and then "Aww Dave! GOD! You ok! THAT sucks!" when he hit. I can't imagine how this thing didn't break it's neck and die on the spot, or at least get a concussion. But you know how men are - gotta be Macho - so he probably just got up off the ground and shook it off, shrugged and smirked one of those "I meant to do that! Hahaaha!" kind of faces, waved to his pals, flew off, perhaps went into shock and perhaps mid-flight, plummeted 50 feet and then got run over by a garbage truck. Or one can at least hope.

This pic is fascinating. The more I look at it, the more Bird Parts I see. It is ghostly. And odd how it left a 3-D impression, almost like a photograph; even the shading is correct. Looks kind of like a rabbit face, too.

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