It’s a perfect day for running amidst the cemetery blooms of spring. The sun is ebulliently abundant to every yearning thing, the breeze softly warbles the songs that the little birdies sing, and the ass-fucking bugs aren’t out yet! Well, at least the pesty bugs aren’t out. And the innocuous ones aren’t in great enough profusion to constitute a nuisance. Of course, there is a general distinction made by many about ‘good’ bugs and ‘bad’ bugs. You know, those that are benign and or assist mankind (through aiding with crop and flower fertilization, by scavenging bad bugs, etc.) and those that are distinctly malign and only bite your ass. But my question is: could the ‘good’ bugs survive if all the ‘bad’ ones were eradicated from the earth? If the answer is ‘yes’, as President that would be my number one priority. (We can throw terrorists into the category of pesty bugs, can’t we?) If the answer is no, kill them all? Live like Thoreau? Stay indoors? Or win little bug battles, but lose the big bug war?
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