Unknown Bugs

"I don't know what you are, but you have to die." That's what I said to a bug that flew in my face while I was smoking on my back patio the other night. I'm scared of bugs, okay? Anyway, saying something like that on completely fear-laden impulse made me think about a, uh, deeper aspect of my humanity, I guess. I absolutely despise the whole "we're just animals" rhetoric people have been spewing for the last two hundred years or whatever à la Charles Darwin and the like. Just because we have fear and act stupid sometimes does not make us animals. The fact that we can even perceive The Unknown alone puts us in an entirely different category; it's our imagination—the ability to make our thoughts real and tangible—that gives us our sauce. Even if we cower in the face of what we don't know, we have the chance to maybe one day know it, and that's something as amazing as it is horrifying. I don't want to know about bugs, though; those are gross. I saw the last episode of The Amazing Digital…