The Firefly - Another Example of Evolution - Page 3 of 3
Conclusion ....
That evening, Connor mixed his first public batch of luciferase, magnesium, etc. and sucked it down in one gulp. He did not know what to expect.
To date he had only tested in on humans. While they were sleeping or spaced out, he would spit drops and bits of his concoction in their mouths. Sometimes they would show glow spots in various locations, but only for a moment. The glow would quickly disappear leaving only colored marks on their skin, the worst were on their back just above their butt or on a forearm. Connor called them tattoos as the word sounds like a man sneezing or spitting. Anyway he took the chance and drank the mixture.
After a moment, Connor fell into a euphoric state like when he landed on those hemp plants. Though he could still fly, try as he might, he could not develop any speed or direction. He seemed to drift about, hovering at times like a feather on the breeze yelling “Wow man” and giggling to himself as he looked at the new odd shaped trees about him.
Then all of a sudden he began to feel a warmth in his bulbous underbelly. He looked down and could see the cause. He had begun to glow. Intermittent lights of yellow or green signaled his location to the spectators in the dark night. On one occasion a bat flew by and snatched him up, but the bat quickly spit him out as his luminescence compound, the luciferase, apparently produced an unpleasant taste. So that eliminated one predator.
In time, Conner became more in control of himself, he was able to generate more speed. He circled around the area of the pile as fast as he could, using his light to see and dodge the trees and bushes that had killed so many of his ancestors. “Eureka” he yelled. “I have found it. This is the answer to night flight and the survival of our species.”
Yes, Connor had discovered the ability to create self-emitting light after days and days of work. But there was more. It was later leaned that the bats that did occasionally swallow a firefly, went blind and were no longer a threat.
And even more, as Connor flew about, he could see a trail of lady flies closely following him smiling and hoping they would be the one he would pick for his mate. At first Connor thought he might be emitting a pleasing aroma, but then he remembered, ladies always like big, shiny things. Now he was one.
It had taken him six long days. It seemed like millions of years, but his work was complete. Connor had developed a safeguard for his relatives as well as a bevy of young ladies with whom he could begin a family.
Well, generations have passed and so have many of the early pioneers in science such as Leo and Felix, and more, especially Connor. They had all put their minds together for generations to save their kind, inspiring youngsters like Connor who had found the answer. But it was done. Flies could now fly safely at night without fear of running into trees or being swallowed by bats. And the daytime family off shoots established a greater rapport with man whose wasteful lifestyle supplied flies with their needs. The flies were saved. Life would be better for all.
Connor Conopidae lived out his remaining 13 days with his wives and maggots. He was given hero status among all flies. And a new name developed based on his initials “CC” which was pronounced Tse Tse. He would be known as the Lord of the Flies.
Connor’s story is the epitome, the actuality of evolutionary science. His work inspired the greats of neo-science, such as the botanists, Darwin and Wallace, socialist and humanist workers such as those of Marx and Debs, as well as faulty works of theologians like Tischendorf and others of the textual criticism group. These great minds of science and theology, whose Pulitzer-style writings were put to print, owe their due to the gnats or giants of science, such as Connor.
The story of Connor’s work, recorded here, is expected to take a place of equal standing and value with other similar great works. And this writing, hopefully, has“lit” the way for more splendiferous theories that make up today’s “psuedo-science” of evolution.
But of equal importance, Connor’s studies made the humans happy. Unlike their disdain for the flies of the day, the night time visitors brought joy and wonder for a moment. They called them lightning bugs or “fireflies.”