Back with a gruesome bang: tractor-trailer overturns on Atlanta’s I-285 westbound ramp, spilling 55,000 pounds of chicken guts onto the roads, effectively closing them during the heart of rush hour
Just when I thought all the other states were getting all the good stories of tragic overturned truck crashes, Atlanta comes back with a bang. Other states can have ketchup and biscuits, but we live in a world where food is sparsely to be considered food if doesn’t contain protein, and when the chips get low, we can always count on Atlanta highways to derail the most premium of cargos.
And this is kind of intricate as it gets; I mean Atlanta’s had hams, entire pig carcasses and turkeys spilled onto the highways, but this is straight up chicken parts. Not an order of like, pre-cut and gutted chicken cores frozen and ready to be sold for normal consumption, but the byproducts and leftover organs and intestine that people typically do not eat.
Although not typical, it’s not inedible, and I can say that I’ve eaten random chicken parts before; at a restaurant in Kansas, that deep fried the shit out of them, and served them with gravy. I’ll admit that they were not that great, but fried enough and served with enough country gravy, and some unidentifiable parts of them were palatable enough.
This is where I’d like to ask “WHYYYY” to chicken guts and parts, and why they need to be hauled in an entire truckload much less, for undesirable byproduct. But I can actually make a reasonable guess to why, based on the route it was on before its unceremonious demise – it was probably headed to the Purina pet food factory on the south side of town, if I had to guess. Undesirable for most humans, but still likeable enough by our beloved dogs and cats.
However regardless of where the end destination for a truckload of chicken guts was supposed to be, Atlanta highways have once again provided an alternate end-of-the-line for what was probably meant to be eaten by other living creatures.
So after something of a notable drought of carnage, a truckload of chicken guts have renewed faith that Atlanta highways are still treacherous for those hauling, even the weirdest of edible products.
