In Australia, it would be too embarrassing to mention -- and almost certainly illegal.
...but in Canada, they advertise it on the side of bus stops. O, Canada!
I'm a writer, mostly of speculative fiction, living in rural Tasmania. I've got a rural GP wife and three small kids, and I keep a running commentary of life here so that when my kids are old enough to give a shit, they can read up and discover who their parents used to be. I tried doing this on paper, but I sucked at it. So I tried doing it online with an audience. It worked. May contain adult language and concepts. Deal with it.
Remind me not to take any of our chickens when we visit Canada next!
ReplyDeleteO Canada!
ReplyDeleteBetween that and wearing athletic tops proudly advertising 'ROOTS', them Canucks are an interesting bunch.
ReplyDeleteCanadians are generally good sorts. I suspect they've been exposed to their southern neighbors a bit too long, which causes them to jerk their chickens.
ReplyDeleteI am soooo disturbed by this. I keep thinking of my poor innocent little Australorps, out there in their chook run -- exposed to any and all of my neighbours who might be perverted enough to think that chicken-jerking is fun.
ReplyDeleteCanadians! No chicken is safe...
To be fair, the bloke in the photo looks pretty happy about having his chicken jerked by his neighbour.
ReplyDeleteYeah. See, that's the bit I find most disturbing of all.
ReplyDeleteWe have Canadian friends who keep us well supplied with Roots gear and anything with maple leaves and/or 'Canada' emblazoned upon it. I'm wearing a Canadian Winter Olympic Team 2006 shirt right now in fact. In return we send them loads of Bondi Beach and Bondi Icebergs Club stuff in their winter.
ReplyDeleteI shall enquire about chicken jerking with them.
My first impulse was to say: no, no! Maybe it's a thing they want to keep private.
ReplyDeleteBut then I remembered -- advertising. On The Side Of A Fucking Bus Stop.
Go ahead. Ask 'em about chicken jerking. I dares ya.
We jerk beef....!
ReplyDeleteNat whatever turns you, on after all we're a broad church here.....
ReplyDeleteUmm. Yeah.
ReplyDeleteYou know -- I do actually make jerky. My wife and kids love the stuff. I used to make it in the oven: set it to maybe 90C, lay out all the thin, marinated strips of beef over the oven racks, and leave the bastard to run for about five or six hours.
There's a lot of cleaning after that, though. And you have to leave the oven door open a crack as well. So recently, I bought a dehydrator. It works even better than the oven, and it's easier to clean, so it's a win as far as I'm concerned.
But... how the hell did "dehydrating" or even "drying" come to be placed by "jerking"?
Those canadians are pretty whacky, eh.
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