I wonder if anyone ever thinks about the actual bugs in tented houses. I mean, I understand the necessity as a homeowner. If you find a termite infestation, you've gotta get that shit out.
But it is kind of sad thinking from the actual bugs' perspective. You're in the midst of a golden age of expansion. Food is plentiful and you are multiplying and flying about in fuck circles or whatever it is they do in the spring, and the Bug Mind is on its glorious path to infinite utopia.
But then abruptly the light levels drop - do they even use light? You're like, "hey who turned out the lights," then, "what is that smell (or taste, or disturbance in the bug sense)," and then your nervous system goes haywire and you're like "ach I'm dead."
