Imagine you are a duck, and you have fluffy ducklings trailing behind your magnificent tail.
The destination in mind is a pond on the other side of a busy road, with mechanical monsters zooming past as though they are on a mission to save the world.
You have seen such
behavior before, in ants and honey bees that are made with the grand purpose of
serving the Universe. You bet these incredible beasts are doing the same, if
not more important.
You?
You are only a duck, as ducks do, with seasonal migration tendencies, the occasional chase on humans who have no concept of personal boundaries, and teaching smaller ducks where the best ponds are.
Crossing roads is a bliss, because the world never says no to adorable ducks.
Even when the traffic light turns green, no one
dares to mess with the immense dedication ducks posses to waddle into their
cool, happy place on a hot, sunny day.
Why do you have to cross a scorching path that doesn’t feel natural?
Well, one is ducklings can’t fly yet, and second, humans can’t fly.
Yet.
Who knows when can they stop destroying duck passageways and just move about in those mechanical flying monsters? Since they are always in a hurry to do Heavens know what, why not take the fastest route?
That way, ducks can have free reign on all the ponds they wanted to visit.
Or is there a better way to solve this crisis of a waddle-friendly land?