Most humans endeavor to avoid any association between themselves and the character of a chicken. Indeed, the mere mention of chickens brings to mind a frantic, frightened, unintelligent animal running in circles screaming at the top of its pitiful lungs. Personally, I hope that I would have a bit more dignity in expressing chagrin over the matter of the sky falling. One generally thinks of chickens as females. This is because most of the chickens that manage to live productive lives are females.
Females are, after all, the only birds capable of egg production.
It just so happens that in modern society, the males aren't good for much more than insemination and being eaten by us humans. This was not always the case. Roosters, at one time, had a much more prominent place in Chickendom. At that time, they earned for themselves an exemption from the timorous stereotype that is due to the activity of their sisters. They would fight at the drop of a hat, standing up to creatures many times their own size.