Who Dat Say “Chicken” in This Crowd?


David Sedaris (that’s him on the left, his lover Hugh is on the right) has the election all figured out.

To put them in perspective, I think of being on an airplane. The flight attendant comes down the aisle with her food cart and, eventually, parks it beside my seat. β€œCan I interest you in the chicken?” she asks. β€œOr would you prefer the platter of shit with bits of broken glass in it?”

To be undecided in this election is to pause for a moment and then ask how the chicken is cooked.


Cue Bob Dorough

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