The young generations of today are being taught that they shouldn't have to ever put up with anything doesn't make their hearts feel like rainbow colored unicorns are running around pooping skittles onto piles of marshmallows.
These poor, wretched creatures are left wingless and nearly headless by evolution, yet still survive into adulthood long enough to mate, seeming to exist as a testament to what biology is truly capable of. I have no meaningful thoughts or lessons about neuroscience to impart through D. echmepterygis, but I needed to share the burden of knowing they exist and are out there, waiting.