I’ve noticed there are two types of people in the world when it comes to bugs. There are some people who hate bugs, and they stomp, swat or squish them every chance they get. There are other people who don’t believe in killing bugs since they are part of nature, and they simply aren’t bothered by them.
I fall somewhere in the middle. Here in the southern part of the United States, there are two types of bugs that I will kill with no hesitation and no mercy. One is the Palmetto Bug (a bold flying roach) and the other is the Tiger Mosquito (technically Tiger Mosquitoes don’t live in North America, but we have a huge biting mosquito here which looks exactly like that). Most other bugs don’t really bother me. Of course, if I encountered one of these world’s biggest baddest fugliest bugs, I might change my mind.
Apparently Voker Steger feels no remorse when he kills a bug. As a matter of fact, he figured out exactly how fast his car needs to be going to squash ‘em real good on his windshield, and then he photographs them. He said, “The speed is important. The right speed is about 70km/h (43 mph). Flies that get hit by a car at that speed look like fallen angels in the electron microscope.” He even put a layer of plastic on the hood of his car so they wouldn’t stick to the hood when they died, which made them easier to peel off. He photographed dead bugs from his car, a pest control company, a zoo, a dead dog, the rotting leg of a diabetes patient and a few more places until he had photographed over 100 dead bugs. He compiled them all into a book called Buzz: The Intimate Bond Between Humans and Insects.
Via: [Amusing Planet]