Does it suggest a pathological relationship with the natural world that it’s typical to mist one’s living space with dilute nerve toxin upon discovering some unexpected but ultimately harmless insects? No, obviously, bugs are gross.
But, more importantly, does being pretty psyched when they’ve all stopped moving mean I am going to be a serial killer/dictator or just that I look at those Wikipedia articles about as much as everyone else?
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Do you also wet your bed? Hate your mother? I actually don’t think you have much to worry about, insomuch as naturalists...
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