A rave about a raven

Crows are one type of bird you normally don't need to worry about hitting with a car.  They always scamper off the road and as such 'out of the road' avoiding collisions with heavy fast moving objects.  However a crow I saw on Australia Day 2012 seemed to be putting itself in mortal danger.  It wandered about in circles on the busiest highway in Australia not knowing where to go next and with little awareness of what vehicles were in the vicinity.  The reason for this was there was a take away cup 'caught' over the crows head and beak, which covered its eyes.  As I saw this, I wondered whether (i) I should stop and try and remove the cup and/or (ii) I should try and take a photo of this scene.

The next thought that came into my mind was it would be (a) difficult to remove a cup off a crow's head because I've never wrangled a crow in my life, (b) it could become agressive if I attempted to grab it, and (c) dodging semi trailers and cars as I tried to deal with the crow and its problems might endanger me.  I quickly realized to undertake the crow rescue safely would require in the very least a net, but I was bereft of a net.
Furthermore, I decided it was not ethical to take a photo of the cup on the crow if I wasn't prepared to try and remove it from its head and beak

So I continued on my journey wondering what fate would befall the crow, whether it would somehow manage to prise the cup off its head and if it didn't what would happen to it.  I also wondered how the cup became attached to its head - was it feeding on something in the cup and its beak pierced the bottom or was the cup somehow snuggly trapped on its head by just its rim?  (Later I ruled out human intervention re. the cup getting on the crow's head - as mentioned above, it was Australia Day, and I had somehow become caught up in the feeling of national euphoria, and as such believed my fellow countrymen were not capable of such avian malfeasance)

Sometimes I envied birds their wings and felt such apparatus that allowed most of their number to become airborne, a fair swap for upper limbs, hands and fingers.  But now I realized how important something to clasp something was and if I was armless and had a bucket stuck to my head, I would need the suppleness and flexibility of feet and legs or assistance from another to take away the view removing head gear.

A week later and I was still thinking about the crow on Australia day.  I remembered I had seen crows show a level of intelligence that allowed them to remove a bag of fantail chocolates from a golf bag, open the bag and then unwrap the chocolates. As such I became more confident that the crow escaped from the prison of the cup.  Maybe it was a metaphor for the Australian character - getting into trouble, but somehow through ingenuity and persistence, solving the problem.