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This deviant love that makes me biased

Flying takes a ton of energy, especially if you are not naturally equipped for it. We obviously are not, but notwithstanding the evidence I am still reluctant to admit to it, also asseverated by my fantasies about winged human specimens.

It might be this deviant love that makes me biased to condoning man’s persistent urge to do so anyway, yet I know very well air travel emissions of carbon dioxide vastly outpace increase-predictions, literally fueling up global warming with devastating effects to our environment. The world’s Covid-induced lockdown has made that even more vividly clear, but my cynicism ensures my lamentable doubt we will all own up to the significance of this determination.

Getting more and more convinced we don’t have any business being in the air has changed my personal perspective drastically though, alongside our intention to produce as much of our basic food supply as possible ourselves, thus becoming fully dependent on the creatures that can actually wing their way voltage-free and do so regardless of our ulterior motives with them.

Birds, bats, bumblebees, butterflies and beetles, there is no pollination without them, proven painfully in the small field tucked away behind our car where I planted the excess zucchinis, now flowering lustfully but without setting any fruit. No reason for intervening in that process through manual insemination since they were put-beside spares to begin with, but the point made there is striking enough to be noticed.

One might think that this newfound awe for first-class flyers paves the way to welcome each and everyone of them, but as usual there are woeful exceptions; monsters we can and will not accept in our abode. Recently we discovered the fatal attraction of the lilac bush next to the cat cave on hornets, scraping off its bark to build a residence with and murdering our poor tree by feasting on its leaking juices. A more terrible revelation followed yesterday when we found the nest they manufactured.

They might be perfect pollinators and their appetite might make them great pest fighters, there are limits to our appreciation of the wonders nature saddles us with at our p’tit domaine. They need to go.

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