It's Super Bowl Sunday and THE big story is not taking place on a field in Tampa, FLA. Instead, it's taking place in cities, towns, and hamlets all over this great nation of ours. I am of course talking about the ongoing, and increasingly scary, CHICKEN WING SHORTAGE of 2009! (cue doom and gloom music)
By now we should all be hunkered down in front of our 97 inch flat screen t.v.'s watching some nine hour pre-game show with the chips, the dip, one of these things, maybe a pizza or two, and a huge pile of deep fat fried goodness purchased from your favorite wing joint. Instead many Americans have been forced to leave their homes to forage near their local chicken processing plants for tasty hot wings.
The clock is ticking people and this author thinks it is going to get a whole lot worse before it gets any better. Super Bowl Sunday without Buffalo wings is like the 4th of July without blowing stuff up. It just aint right! Somebody please stop the madness! Call your local elected official and demand immediate action. What do we want? A chicken wing bailout! When do we want it? Now!
See how this looming national disaster may impact you here, here, here, here and............. here. Enjoy the game everyone.