there was that archeologist in jurassic park who was convinced that dinosaurs evolved into birds. it has since been reiterated that they very well may have become our avian friends. even if it makes since on a genetic level, what sense does it really make in the overall scheme of a species trying to preserve itself? "guys, our way of life is threatened more and more everyday. i think we'd better get a LOT smaller ...and perhaps make these brains even tinier. who's with me?!" maybe it wasn't as determined as that. or maybe it wasn't so much of a conscientious decision ...or maybe it just didn't happen at all. maybe birds just have some similarities in DNA to dinosaurs - and that's where it stops. the idea that the biggest, most terrifying lizard that ever lived -a virtual killing machine - would someday wind up as the lowly, stupid, least cunning, bottom-of-the-food-chain bird that we consume non-stop without even having to hunt ...it's too much. it's rude to dinosaurs. you open your door one day. there's a tyrannosaurus outside. you invite him in and have a nice meal. letting your guard down a bit after a nice cabernet, you chuckle, "and to think - that you guys all evolved into chickens ...it's just crazy!" i hope that T-rex quietly sets down his napkin, bites your legs off, politely spits them back onto your stumpy new personage, tips his cap, and exits gracefully. there is that slight chance that they (as dinosaurs) achieved a higher level of consciousness, realized that thought is paralyzing - that ignorance truly is bliss - and did set into motion a series of evolutionary steps that left them as poultry ...that i'll give you. doubtful. but at least respectful.