The Apathy for the Ant

Honey Citron Tea is a drink that I often make. Sourced from a sweet yellow jelly in a jar. It tastes sort of lemonade like, and harbors nutritional benefits over other sugary drinks (I hope). I can’t confirm if it’s healthy, but when I crunch on the left-over citrus skin… I feel like I’m doing something good for myself. Also, once you’re finished, you get a cute glass jar 9/10☆.

                  I remember seeing a video of a lady use a honey and borax solution to desecrate the Ant population in her home. I must admit myself that I too harbor a fear for “tiny terrors” (bugs and insects) but alas, am too lazy to make such weapons of mass destruction.

                  This calls into question however, the morality of the Ant murders (in similar vain to Spiders and Flys). The ignorance in destroying these tiny lives really brings into view the nature of mankind. Our potential to wreck ecosystems and disregard the life within them, only to become territorial out of our own fears.

I fear the Ant, the Spider, and the Fly, like a lot of individuals. But I sympathize with their desire to survive in a world taken from them. Though I will not defend the mosquito; those things can gladly suffer.

Many bugs and insects contribute to the environment in ways mankind could only dream of. Their ability to “do no harm” to their ecosystems is miles ahead of all the wasteful ways mankind has marked this Earth. If we take that into consideration, our role as an invasive species… are these “tiny terrors” not more valuable to the health of the world?

As much as I fear the Ant, I just as much fear all of them that I have murdered. Their tiny lives a nuisance to mine, but truly triumphant to the world taken from them. In many extraordinary ways, I fear the Ant. But in many more, I feel for him.