UP TO NO GOOD. I have a game I like to play on car trips. Whenever I see a raven, I like to point at it and say “up to no good”. They always look like they're up to no good to me. They look cheeky. Sinister. I know we all know the collective noun for crows is a murder, and it's a really good collective noun, but most collective nouns are good: a parliament of owls. That's one's great because while owls are supposed to be wise, they are not in reality, and are in fact efficient and vicious predators, who make terrifying noises in the dark, which is rather like parliament as I see it currently. The word for ravens is unkindness; an unkindess of ravens. So i point at them and let them know I'm onto them. This is probably unfair to the raven in question when the pointing occurs, but there you have it: I’ve been doing it for a long time and I am not likely to stop now. The ravens do seem to be up to mischief though, and I enjoy their behaviours: I am particularly amused by ravens that are devouring the fresh corpse of some hapless roadkill, and whom, when a vehicle lunges up the road, simply waddle to the other side of the white line.
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UP TO NO GOOD. I have a game I like to play on car trips. Whenever I see a raven, I like to point at it and say “up to no good”. They always look like they're up to no good to me. They look cheeky. Sinister. I know we all know the collective noun for crows is a murder, and it's a really good collective noun, but most collective nouns are good: a parliament of owls. That's one's great because while owls are supposed to be wise, they are not in reality, and are in fact efficient and vicious predators, who make terrifying noises in the dark, which is rather like parliament as I see it currently. The word for ravens is unkindness; an unkindess of ravens. So i point at them and let them know I'm onto them. This is probably unfair to the raven in question when the pointing occurs, but there you have it: I’ve been doing it for a long time and I am not likely to stop now. The ravens do seem to be up to mischief though, and I enjoy their behaviours: I am particularly amused by ravens that are devouring the fresh corpse of some hapless roadkill, and whom, when a vehicle lunges up the road, simply waddle to the other side of the white line.