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I don't mind bees. It's the ones that bite you for no reason at all that I can't stand.
You confuse bees with wasps or what
Just because your puny human brain can't comprehend the reason doesn't mean they didn't have one.
Also bees don't really bite. They sting.
Bees and butterflies don't pollinate all by themselves, FYI. Things that bite/sting also do a lot of pollination work! Flies, wasps, etc
mosquitoes can fuck right off. the rest stays.
Without mosquitoes many birds and bats (also both great pollinators) would die out :(
Actually mosquitos help as well, they are a food source for many other insects and animals. It’s just a food chain (and you are at the bottom… with that sweet, sweet blood)
I remember reading a long time ago that most insects are a very protein dense food source ... beef when looking at the whole cow is about 50%-60% protein overall .... while an insect is about 90% protein.
if you're not concerned about the texture crickets taste almost exacly like peanuts
Bite you for no reason?! You're the one crushing their home and messing everything up!
It makes you realize why we want to destroy the world so easily when we only ever see the world as being convenient for us only and not for all life no matter what shape or form it comes in.
Exactly. I'd like to see OP's reaction if a giant would crush his house and maybe even his loved ones.
Little Fly,
Thy summer's play
My thoughtless hand
Has brushed away.
Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
A man like me?
For I dance
And drink, and sing,
Till some blind hand
Shall brush my wing.
If thought is life
And strength and breath
And the want
Of thought is death;
Then am I
A happy fly,
If I live,
Or if I die.
funny how well this fits for both meanings