There is something mystical, even poetic about trillions of barely visible life forms frantically mating, procreating then immediately dying in unison. A Busby Berkeley kind of departure, coordinated, rhythmic and with a grim kind of enthusiasm.
Someone like Andrew Lloyd Webber should make a musical play about it.
He made cultural history with some of his other work such as Jesus Christ Superstar. Remember all the great songs that came from that work?
—”There is something mystical, even poetic about trillions of barely visible life forms”
Does the plague of locusts come before the plague of frogs and after the boils?