For as long as I can remember, people who commit cowardly acts or run away from a fight have been called "Chicken". Most likely this stems from rural homes and small farms where chickens were raised and often would grabbed from the coop by a family member, beheaded and prepared for dinner. When some one would come, the chickens would run wild to get away and avoid death. Now I've read that a chicken has an IQ of about 6-7, but running from certain death seems more intelligent than standing your ground in a fight you're certain to lose.
I mean imagine that your hanging around in your back yard having a beer and some nuts when suddenly you see some giant creature 50 times your size coming at you with a giant axe and looking hungry. You also remember last week when the same creature came and grabbed your next door neighbor by the throat, chopped his head off, laughed and left with him saying "mmm, mmm, mmm you'll fry up nicely". What would yo do? Break your beer bottle and say "Come and get some of this!"? Or would you run like hell and maybe live?
In 1856 in Crimea, the Light brigade charged and were slaughtered. For this they were immortalized in poem. Had they been smart enough to run away, they may have lived to fight another day.
Had Napoleon been as smart as a chicken, he would have run away from Russia and 500, 000 French deaths would have been averted.
So, it seems to me that being a chicken is a good thing and chickens are actually geniuses. Move over Einstein.
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