Today I saw the most patriotic pigeon ever. I was sittting outside of Cosi eating my cobb-salad-with-tuna-instead-of-chicken, and I saw a very large female pigeon lurking nearby. But much to my surprise, when she turned around, I saw that her white underfeathers had streaks of red and blue - too splotchy and patterened on both wings to be spray-painted on.
That pigeon, I suppose, wasn't so bad as the other ones, but only because I judged it by something that was out of her power. Cheers!