I swear, every time I kill a mosquito, for just a second, I feel virtuous and godlike, as if my one moment of smashing has literally just saved someone’s life.
Ignore that there’s no way for me to tell if that mozzie is a carrier of any disease and maybe I’m just killing an innocent creature who just happened to mosey across my field of vision that day, and I should really feel guilty…
Nah.
I win. Malaria loses.
I agree, they are the most useless, soulless creatures on the planet. Kill away! I’d be a misquito mass murdered if I could get them in large groups.