the life of a chicken, the life of a human

This article, a little overly wordy but entertaining nonetheless—and interesting if you have any interest in the average life of a chicken.

Reward and risk go hand in hand. The top cockerel has to take the biggest share of both. A flock can manage without a cockerel, but a cockerel without a flock is nothing.

A flock can keep you warm, inform you about dangers and advantages, and provide you with companionship; but you have to work at it.

Everyone should have a place in the pecking order. Strive for your place in life, not someone else's. Someone else's bread isn't necessarily tastier than your own. Envy will cost you dearly.

Don't let "flock-think" smother your own opinions; give yourself space to be an individual. Common sense is useful, but it's not always right. The society you're in may prompt you to behave badly, but only you can change that.

One could spend years on a moral philosophical quest, or keep chickens and treat them with courtesy and common sense. One doesn't just keep chickens, one lives with them. All chickens are not born equal, but they deserve equal respect.

I am generally confused about what the main argument is. Something about society being like a flock of chickens. Or maybe that they aren't at all the same and chicken society is somehow better than human society. Or maybe just that keeping chickens is a very positive experience... but yeah.