Not too long ago I finished reading a novel by Joseph Wallace titled Invasive Species. As you might guess from the title, it’s the story of people trying to keep insects from taking over real estate. It hit home quite handily with me because the bugs in question were the very same that scarred me (literally, not mentally) last summer right outside the back door. Needless to say, they’re not my favorite critters right now, even though I know they do their part in the ecosystem.
I think the thing that’s so scary for me about insects taking over is how fast the food supply could go. Large enough communities of them could completely decimate acres and acres of fields in a matter of hours, not days. and when the grain and grasses are gone, that would be the start of the end for cows and other livestock.
Naturally, this would mean we’d have to learn how to harvest and eat the bugs – something which, aside from crabs/lobsters – is rather unpalatable to me.
I wonder if bugs would become the new currency? Or if they’d be more like drugs, traded on the black market for goods and services? Of course they’d all die eventually, running on instinct and having already decimated the food supply…or would they? Maybe they’d adapt and survive, learning how to get what they need on instinct and holding man back from living any semblance of a normal life again.
Wallace explores many of those themes in his book, and I’m doing so as well in my next short story, The Dry Rain (though a bit differently, of course). It’s kind of fun, honestly. And also, kind of freaky…
What do you think would happen if insects took over the world? And which insect do you think is most likely to do so?