In a park in my hometown of Malmö, there live a pair of moderately famous birds, a pair of gay mallards. Are these two feathery fellows actually a pair of lovebirds who engage in real homosexual activities? Or are they just birds of a feather who stick together so diligently that they forsake all others? Who knows? But their behaviour is... kind of
queer. Were they born queer? Or did they use their birdbrains to actually choose a queer lifestyle? Who knows?
But birds are birds and people are people, so you can certainly argue that my flighty ramblings mean nothing at all.
Gay mallards in Malmö Ann
