Bugs takes a topic that might ordinarily make the squeamish quite queasy and instead, with intelligence and some humor, allows us to identify with the hardships we and our world will have to overcome both in the present and even more direly in the future.
He listened for 10 minutes and calmly said, "You have Lyme. Lyme does all kinds of weird things, but you'll get better. Amazing that I am only the 12th doctor you've been to. Most find me somewhere between 20 and 100."
To all the insects out there, I say this: you guys are great and all. Really, you are. I'm sure you serve some vital function with regards to keeping our precariously-balanced ecosystem in check and blah blah blah.
Insects are easy to raise by individuals. Insect farms consist of a simple container with a lid, perhaps a bit of water and feed. They are cheap to maintain and take up little space. Think: immediate, healthy, low cost protein for families. Cricket topped mac n' cheese, anyone?
We learn caution, appropriate distrust and how to fight dirty. These are lessons that our visitors would do well to understand. Because like it or not, Summer wants you dead. Now go and enjoy your bike ride!
Summer is that time of year when I open my home unwittingly to all kinds of unwelcome guests. No, I'm not talking about my kids' friends; I'm talking about bugs. Lots of bugs. Squishy bugs, flying bugs, crunchy bugs, angry bugs, bugs with agendas.