I thought by the headline this was just another critique of the media.
I see giant flocks of them every time I turn on CBS, NBS, ABS news
I love parrots but they are loud. I had three when I lived in Miami and a love bird. They are great pets.
They look like green cheek conures.
I think the populations of feral parrots actually come from decades of escapes (or what people have claimed were escapes).
They’re all over the US, and London has many very tame ones in the various parks:
https://news.uchicago.edu/story/escaped-pet-parrots-are-now-naturalized-23-us-states-study-finds
We had those in my old neighborhood in Chicago. They built a huge nest —as big as a man —out of sticks on a utility pole, and it had little “apartments” inside. They were interesting, but we had one little problem: they liked to pick pears off our tree, take a few nibbles, and drop them. We kept busy cleaning up after them.
There I was in the Gran Chaco. It was sunset and a flock of hundreds of parrots were screeching in two trees nearby. The noise was darn near deafening. Then, the sun set. And on cue, the birds stopped their noise. It happened instantaneously, just as though I had turned off a switch. It was time to go to sleep, obviously.
After my Grandpa died, my Grandma bought a parrot for company. “Peety”. As I grew up I saw how smart he really was. He knew the patterns of how the day played out. He knew the regular people in the house. He would be let out of his cage and follow you around because he was interested in what you were doing. When he was hungry we had taught him to say “more food”, and he would say that. He was very social. You know when you have a really smart and trained dog - he was at that level. Little guy lived a little over 18 years.
And now it’s time for a parrot joke.
A man buys a talking parrot, and later finds out that the parrot swears constantly. Nothing but filthy language, all the time. The man tries everything to get the parrot to clean up his language. He tries to reason with the parrot. He tries to bribe the parrot. Nothing works.
Finally the man loses control, and shoves the parrot into a freezer. A minute later the man opens the freezer door, and the parrot hops out.
“I promise to never use bad language again,” the shaken parrot says. “But I have one question. What did that chicken do?”
Oh, I thought this was about the MSM.
And they’re worried about AI when they should be worried about PI...
We’re going to need more crackers.
Back in the 80s I was visiting a friend in Pasadena on a motorcycle trip. We stayed overnight on Saturday. Sunday morning I was awakened by a bunch of loud screeching that sounded like a bunch of screaming children. I went out to see what was up. There was a huge flock of green parrots in the trees just screeching away like mad. Lol. The weather is nice enough that they survive year round. You won’t see them where it freezes. Ai least I never have.
We used to have wild parrots in the South Bay town I grew up in. They suddenly disappeared sometime during the 80s.
There are large flocks of them in LA.
Parrots are very smart and can be trained to talk, do tricks, and sit on nice people’s shoulders while they walk. I’d love to have one, but they live longer than humans and don’t adapt to new people very well. Besides, my cat would object.
When is “Talk Like a Parrot Day”?