I love to whistle when I’m happy and busy. One morning, I was whistling softly as I went about my work. A co-worker laughed and said "Two things in this world come to no good end." I laughed with her and replied "A whistling woman and a crowing hen". Neither of us could believe the other had heard that proverb.
I had heard it since childhood, but never repeated it because I thought no one else would know what I was talking about. My co-worker and I grew up in different parts of the country and in different cultures, but somehow we had a common thread in our background. I decided to find out exactly where that phrase came from.
My introduction to it came from my grandfather. Occasionally, a hen on the farm in Arkansas would attempt to crow. The superstition was that bad luck would come to the house where a hen crowed, so that hen became Sunday dinner. My grandmother was a happy woman who usually sang or hummed as she went about her chores, but she would no more whistle than she would be caught out without her cotton stockings.
There are several variations on the proverb, which appears to be of Scotch or Irish origin around the mid eighteenth century. Scotch-Irish immigrants brought their culture and their superstitions with them when they migrated to America. Almost three hundred years later, my friend and I repeat it with a joy of recognition as we work in a modern, high tech setting.
I can’t imagine exactly why a whistling woman was historically considered such an abomination, nor why that would be coupled with a crowing hen. Perhaps both reflect an "uppity" nature that offends those who are only comfortable with the strict delineation of gender roles.
Maybe that discomfort explains one of the reasons Hillary Clinton’s presidential bid was doomed. Three hundred years and a lot of diversity and change and high tech innovations may have occurred, but we are still uncomfortable with those who stray outside the narrow parameters our culture has defined for them.