That's pretty amazing really. Hell, I don't think I've ever taken the time to count the 10 minutes of steps from my home to work. To think that something that tiny does it on a regular basis is sorta humbling. Guess I will avoid stepping on ants from now on. They've got a lot to worry about!

That's crazy!

I'm dreading the day space aliens try to figure out if we can count. I just hope I'm a "regular" or a "stilts."

Interesting. But the cruel nature of the experiments tells us more about humans than it does ants. And the cutesy justification for it in the animated reports is nauseating.

Roger, do you know where I could pick up a few sets of certified ant stilts? Thought they'd make nifty Christmas presents. Bet the damn things are tough to put on. Be cheap to mail though.

OK, I accept ants' brains might have a natural pedometer to compute distance. But what about direction?

Poor ants!

Next these mad scientists will be mutilating bedbugs. Poor things are just looking for something nutritious to drink and a warm place to sleep.

planet-pets.com/ants.htm says ants make great pets and are very educational. Plus you can pick up a whole colony for less than the cost of a three legged hamster.

With the way things are going these days, though this link might be of use to the readers here.

"Interesting. But the cruel nature of the experiments tells us more about humans than it does ants. And the cutesy justification for it in the animated reports is nauseating."

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An interesting response. Perhaps it is the "cutesy" portrayal, or Disney-fication, of the ants in the same video that makes you feel that way. The video informs you that ants are like people. Then a newly coined antish-person becomes an "amputee". Oh, you respond, how pathetic and terrible. Poor amputee. Fucking humans, fucking scientists, fucking science.

Do you realize the degree of genocide you are personally responsible for every time you walk across a floor, or brush your teeth, or walk across a lawn? Do you have any idea of what ants do to each other?

Ah, but you say, I do not do it willingly. Yes, perhaps. But imagine how the degree of suffering you are so concerned about could be reduced if you were to take the step of removing yourself from "the environment" or, as I like to still refer to it - it.

Ah, but you say again, at least my presence here does contribute to the balance of nature, for though my actions may necessarily and routinely take massive amounts of non-human life I too am routinely fed upon by bacteria and parasites that commit daily genocide upon my cells and particles may the gods grant them eternal replenishment.

I see, so as long as this mutual slaughter occurs in the natural realm of the mindless - that is, the genetic instinct of self-preservation that is nature - then all is well. But, should something or someone deem to incur very slight and very necessary injury for the sake of actually increasing something besides a stomach (knowledge), then, the line has been crossed?

Bukowski was right - the Disney-fication of life, of nature, of species - is like a plague. It will certainly play a roll in the return of society into new dark ages yet undreamt.