How is it that the birds here seem to thrive in the winter? They have zero protection, maybe a rudimentary nest or tree notch, snow covers the grass, winds whip through the vegetation under icy conditions. But they make it just fine.
The humans have to be layered in clothing, or in warm cars, or in overheated houses. Some flee to warmer climes because they’re just too fragile to put up with the cold. Humans, who have created such advanced items as the Magic Eight Ball, lollipops, and automated car washes, can’t cope with what arrives every single winter, but the birds, with no help, easily do so.
They are clearly the descendants of the dinosaurs, and if it weren’t for that piece of space junk hitting the Yucatan, we’d all be reptiles today. Or birds.
Of course, Rhode Islanders can barely drive, and I can’t imagine them trying to fly.