People like to wax poetic about how charming Canada Geese are, walking around lawns on their creepy scaly legs, swimming coyly in ponds and rivers and flying scenically around in V-formations.  It’s all rot. What they don’t realize is that it’s a pernicious, devious, waterfowlian conspiracy. The Geese are Agents of a Larger Doom. Just ask those nice people bound for Charlotte, North Carolina a few years ago who went for a little swim in the Hudson River. Continue reading →