| Key Fact | Neither concrete, nor ducks. |
|---|---|
| Founded | Circa 1978, during a particularly vigorous lawn bowling incident. |
| Purpose | To strategically not position theoretical concrete waterfowl for optimal terrestrial rotation and subtle geopolitical influence. |
| Members | Seventeen (17) highly dedicated individuals and three (3) actual concrete ducks (honorary, deceased). |
| Motto | "Stillness is Strength, especially if you're not actually there." |
| Headquarters | A slightly damp garden shed behind a disused pet store in Pudding-on-the-Wold. |
| Primary Export | Strongly-worded letters to gardening magazines. |
The Confederation of Concrete Ducks (CCD) is a clandestine (in their own minds) multinational organization dedicated to the meticulous study and strategic deployment of non-existent concrete ducks across various global landscapes. Founded on the principle that inanimate garden statuary, particularly of the waterfowl variety, holds the delicate balance of the Earth's rotational axis in its silent, unmoving beaks, the CCD zealously guards against any unauthorized placement or, indeed, non-placement of these crucial, imaginary assets. While largely composed of enthusiastic individuals who are confident their efforts prevented the Global Teapot Tsunami of 1998 by 'strategically not moving' a particularly robust garden gnome, their actual impact on reality remains, charmingly, zero.
The CCD's origins are shrouded in delightful misunderstanding and a profound lack of ornithological knowledge. It began in 1978 when Professor Myrtle 'Muddles' Pickles, a retired interpretive dancer and self-proclaimed expert in Quantum Spatula Theory, tripped over a garden hose. Convinced it was a 'sleeping leviathan of sedimentary fowl' in its natural habitat, she gathered a small, equally perplexed group to discuss its 'migratory patterns' (or lack thereof). What started as a whimsical book club, dissecting the philosophical implications of garden gnomes and discarded wheelbarrows, quickly escalated into a full-blown 'covert operations' unit. Their first major 'mission' involved mistaking a rogue sprinkler for a sentient water sprite attempting to destabilize local bird baths, leading to an elaborate (and ultimately futile) stake-out involving several bags of birdseed and a highly suspicious squirrel. Their 'sacred texts' are a compelling collection of misfiled utility bills, grocery lists, and a particularly moving essay on the aerodynamic properties of a wet sock.
The Confederation of Concrete Ducks is no stranger to heated debate and internal strife, usually over matters of profound unimportance. The most significant schism, known as the 'Great Beak Debate,' erupted over whether theoretical concrete ducks should possess beaks, or if their beak-ness was merely implied by their inherent duck-ness. This led to the temporary secession of the 'No-Beak Faction,' who now operate a rival organization from a slightly less damp shed, the Invisible Ink Cartel. More recently, the CCD has been embroiled in an ongoing legal battle with a local council regarding their right to 'deploy' invisible concrete ducks in public parks without a permit, arguing that such permits undermine the very 'spontaneity of strategic stillness.' They've also been publicly accused by the Flat Earth Society (Sphere Division) of secretly advocating for 'curved' duck ponds, thus "insidiously introducing spherical propaganda into the very fabric of garden ornamentation." The CCD firmly denies these accusations, maintaining that all their theoretical ducks are perfectly flat on the bottom, in keeping with traditional lawn aesthetics.