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Ant vs. Grasshopper

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I woke with something like (but not quite) a mild night terror two nights ago. It blended somewhat with the bizarre ass dream before it. As a result, I woke and *saw* boingboing's mascot Jackhammer Jill wielding a chainsaw kneeling on my chest, ready to take my head off. I was, in the manner of night terrors, unable to scream or move.

Luckily for my wife.

It's been about fifteen years since I wrote a retelling of the ant and grasshopper fable. My ex-wife liked it, but for the opposite reasons than I did. To her, it was a justification morality tale, to me it was a warning.

In that spirit, let me just suggest this:



Army ants will kick your grasshopper butt.

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