In my column in The Herald today I talk to Craig about those similarities, but here I want to put to you that the rooster stands for everything that should be admired in a man. For starters, the rooster is unashamed of his maleness. And a rooster does not shirk the authority bestowed by maleness.

Let's face it, those of us who've been culturally modified aren't up to it. Take monogamy. It is a form of emasculation of men, while a rooster is free to share the benefit of his maleness among any number of hens.

The rooster, too, does not separate authority and responsibility, as do many men who are not to be admired. A rooster ensures that his hens are fed before he eats, calling them to patches of grass seed and other goodies. Naturally when the hens come running for the grass seed he might take the opportunity to make one's day, and such spontaneity is also to be admired. He steps between squabbling hens, he shepherds them to shelter when danger threatens, and when danger comes close he goes out alone to meet it. Roosters don't hide behind their hens.

Are you prepared to join me in praise of the rooster? Or do you prefer what you're used to, the capon?