The Firefly, Another Example of Evolution - Page 1 of 3
A little humor at the expense of so-called "science" - 1st draft July 16, 2014
Genesis 1:31; And God saw every thing that he had made, and, behold, it was very good. And the evening and the morning were the sixth day.
Genesis 2:1; Thus the heavens and the earth were finished, and all the host of them.
Except the Firefly...
Many millions of years ago, when the things began to leave the water and become land-bound creatures, a fish that had decided to live on land died on the shore having no lungs. In time a fly was born in the leftovers of a fish. No one is sure when or where the fly’s parents were born, but that is not an important question in this “science.” Anyway, the fly was born. His name was Leo Larvae.
Leo was a lonely fly as there were no others in existence, at least he didn’t think there was until the day he landed on a dead dinosaur carcase and met Luna, a female of the same species as he was though species weren’t yet labeled as yet. And, in fact Leo initially thought Luna was a tick because she looked at him in a strange way rubbing her hands back and forth. It turns out she was just signaling her intentions and he accepted.
The family was begun and grew rapidly. Overtime, Leo and his family grew quite unhappy with their lot because they and their children, gnats as they called them, were the targets of birds and frogs and other fly-eaters. And these predators just seem to appear out of nowhere, like everything else, according to science. Anyway, they were always losing friends and relatives to this predators. Seemed one could venture out for a short flit about the local open air toilets without somebody getting gobbled down.
Time and other relatives passed on. Eventually, Leo became head of the family and his local clan by virtue of having out lived so many winged relatives who met their end at the sticky tip of a leaping tongue or such. Enough was enough and feeling his power, Leo called a conference regarding their oppressed manner of life.
The gathering of the family took place one afternoon on the carcass of a dodo bird. Leo took the moment and buzzed “If we are to fit into the ‘survival of the fittest program,” he said, “we have to change our way of life. From now on, as long as I am the leader of the family and clan, we will only go out at night. It will make us much harder to spot.”
The family had no alternative but to agree. Leo was the head fly, the Buddhapest by tradition, the oldest of the clan. After all, even flies know that one should have respect for their elders, whether they are right or wrong. So the new directive was broadcast and all the flies of the family and the clan began to go out only at night.
However it wasn’t long before folks noticed that a great number of the family members were still disappearing under the new directive. The community was abuzz with concern. How could this be? (Can we use the word “be” in a story about flies? Anyway ... )
So Leo discussed the problem with his wife. Leo and Luna had been together many weeks and were now in their twilight days. Being among the oldest living couples, they were apt to discuss issues like adults. They decided an investigation was called for.
Leo named his nephew, Billie Bluebottle, the chief investigator. Billie was on the job that same night, flitting about carefully in the dark, stopping here and there to suck on a dead item or two.
On one such stop, he heard a buzzing coming closer. He looked on all directions, at once, as flies are able to do, and saw cousin Bobbie Blow zooming about at high speed like a Taladega stonefly. Bobbie always did live on the edge, especially at the caveman tables where flies, if not careful, one became part of the banquet. Those neanderthals eat anything that looked good, especially the shiny, rich colored flies.
But then, for some unknown reason and without varying his course, Bobbie slammed into a tree. Billie immediately went to his rescue but it was too late.
Bobbie had smashed into the tree so hard he was enmeshed in the bark. Billie alighted next to Bobbie and found he could do nothing for him. So, while considering his next step, Billie sucked up the remains of Bobbie's fluids before flying home. And on the way a thought struck his massive brain.
He slowed his pace and began inspecting the trees more closely, and he found the answer. Wedged in the bark of other trees in the area of his home, Billie found the remains of aunts and uncles and cousins. He had to let Uncle Leo know immediately.