When I was a little girl one of my favorite books was The Story of Chicken Little. I thought it was so funny, all those stupid animals running around in a panic. Of course they were eaten by the fox at the end because they followed anyone who promised to save them. And the sky wasn't even falling. But that's what happens when everyone starts following some hysterical nutcase chicken without doing a modicum of research or even stopping to think whether such a thing is even possible.
Cindie