As my age advances, it is not unusual to have to get up at least once or twice in the middle of the night to empty my bladder… and with the addition of Melinda’s lentils to my diet, I usually have considerable gas to pass as well. I don’t mind the walk to the bathroom, however, and at times on a peaceful night, even enjoy the interlude.
A few nights ago I made one of those journeys to the bathroom and when I turned on the light, there was an immediate swarm of flying insects buzzing all around it. Rather than turning off the light as I usually do, I decided instead to watch this spectacle from the safety of my seat on the Throne. The insects buzzed frantically around the bright light, trying to get as close to it as possible. Some actually touched the light and paid the immediate price of death while others, thinking themselves wiser, flew in circles around it… perhaps hoping to understand it better. In the end, however, they too paid with their life, as many fell to the floor in exhaustion.
I am sure that to them the light was a beacon of hope, a promise of salvation from the darkness… but, in actuality, by seeking the light they became easy prey for the geckos who took advantage of their ignorance. Common sense should have told them that something was wrong… but because they were blinded by the light, they could not see the bodies of their comrades below them, nor could they see the geckos waiting to devour them. Had they only closed their eyes and looked within themselves for a moment, perhaps they would have understood the deception and saved themselves from their demise.
As I returned to my room, I thought about how easy it is to accept this irrational type of ignorant behavior from insects… but so much more difficult to do so from people you care about.