Why did the chicken cross the road?

Often in life , we tend to see to many variations and maniuplative reasoning towards a single decision that in the end we lost the simple , ardent truth or motive behind the decision..

why did the chicken cross the road?
To get to the other side of the road.

that's that ... period.

In my younger days, I always stick by the simple principle of trust.

"I would rather to err in over trusting then to under trust a person."

But now, it seems harder as i begin to realise and see the tendencies in man to fail. I wouldn't like to feel trash up so often, but i think i have been trashed up all the time in this area. So much that i now have became a spectaculation machine, always deducing a person worth and always judging a person behaviour.