On the day of his trail, the conversation went something like this:
Judge: “Do you know that eating a bald eagle is a federal offense?”
Man: “Yes I did. But if you let me argue my case, I’ll explain what happened.”
Judge: “Proceed.”
Man: “I got lost in the woods. I hadn’t had anything to eat for two weeks.”
“I was so hungry. Next thing I see is a bald eagle swooping down at the lake for some fish.”
“I knew that if I followed the eagle I could maybe steal the fish.”
“Unfortunately, in the process of taking the fish I killed the eagle.”
“I figured that since I killed the eagle I might as well eat it since it would be more disgraceful to let it rot on the ground.”
Judge: “The court will take a recess while we analyze your testimony.”
15 minutes go by and the judge returns from his chambers.
Judge: “Due to the extreme circumstance you were under and because you didn’t intend to kill the eagle, the court will dismiss the charges. But if you don’t mind the court asking, what does a bald eagle taste like?”
Man: “Well your honour, it is hard to explain. The best I can describe it is maybe a combination between a California condor and a spotted owl.”
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