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What is the most drastic sexual dimorphism difference you’ve seen in any insect?

The first one that comes to mind would be beetles that have larviform females and winged males. Trilobite beetles are a fairly well-known example of that. I think most people who saw these two bugs would not imagine they're the same species:

Photo by Tiia Monto via Wikipedia

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Children of the Age

by Wislawa Szymborska tr. Stanislaw Baranczak and Clare Cavanagh

We are children of our age, it’s a political age.

All day long, all through the night, all affairs — yours, ours, theirs — are political affairs.

Whether you like it or not, your genes have a political past, your skin, a political cast, your eyes, a political slant.

Whatever you say reverberates, whatever you don’t say speaks for itself. So either way you’re talking politics.

Even when you take to the woods, you’re taking political steps on political grounds.

Apolitical poems are also political, and above us shines a moon no longer purely lunar. To be or not to be, that is the question. and though it troubles the digestion it’s a question, as always, of politics.

To acquire a political meaning you don’t even have to be human. Raw material will do, or protein feed, or crude oil,

or a conference table whose shape was quarreled over for months: Should we arbitrate life and death at a round table or a square one.

Meanwhile, people perished, animals died, houses burned, and the fields ran wild just as in times immemorial and less political.

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as promised, the owlfly (family Ascalaphidae) I found in Singapore!

if you’re familiar with antlions, these work similarly, except instead of building a pit they rely on camouflage to hide from predators and ambush prey. a beautiful combination of lichen-y fringes and wickedly sharp mandibles.

it blended in perfectly with the mossy rope railing, even tucking back its mandibles at a 270° angle so that they lay hidden beneath the head.

it was one of several successful “oh-wait-was-that-a-bug-let’s-go-back-and-check” moments I had, and was glad I doubled back to see it for what it was! my first owlfly, now I’ve got to find an adult, which are dragonfly-like aerial predators

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“Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more. You’re doing just fine.”

— Charlotte Eriksson

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All of us can be reactive in small and big ways. The ego likes to be “the one” that is always right. What if we could hold still in those uncomfortable situations instead? It could been of the bravest thing we can do and be. Holding still gives us time to ask, “What would love do here?” It gives us a chance to act from our hearts instead of from habit.

— Gunilla Norris