But first, why did the chicken cross the road?
Buddha: If you ask this question, you deny your own
Candide: To cultivate its garden.
Newton: Chickens at rest tend to stay at rest. Chickens
in motion tend to cross the road.
Wolfgang Pauli: There already was a chicken
on the other side of the road.
Pyrrho the Skeptic: What road?
Walt Whitman: To cluck the song of itself.