Posted 8/18/2023 12:33 PM (GMT 0)
Five doctors go duck hunting one day: a GP, a diagnostician, a psychiatrist, a surgeon and a pathologist.
After a while a bird flies overhead. The GP raises his shotgun, but then thinks to himself, "I'm not quite sure that's a duck. I think I'll have to get a second opinion." And of course by that time, the bird is gone.
Another bird soon appears in the sky. This time the diagnostician draws a bead on it. But he too is unsure if it really is a duck, saying ".. It might be a duck, or maybe a sparrow, or maybe even an ostrich. I'll have to do some more investigation to be sure," he mutters, as the bird makes good its escape.
Next to spy a bird flying is the psychiatrist. Shotgun shouldered, he is more certain of his intended prey's identity, but then thinks "Now I know it's a duck, but does the duck know it's a duck?" The fortunate bird disappears while the psychiatrist wrestles with this dilemma.
Finally, a fourth bird speeds across the sky, and this time the surgeon without hesitation points his shotgun skyward, and BOOM!!, he fires, blasting the bird into small pieces that fall to the earth.
The surgeon then turns to the pathologist and says, "Go confirm that that was a duck."
The pathologist, who just happens to have a sample tray with him, goes about collecting the scattered bird parts, stops and studies them for a while, and announces "specimen inadequate."