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By CARL COON
Rappahannock News Contributing Writer
Once again, our fair county is being “entertained” by a bug concert.
Seventeen trillion cicadas emerged from their larval lairs below the ground last week and started carrying on like mad. Their corpses are all over everywhere by now, but there are still enough of them carrying on, singing a song of life and death and reproduction, all condensed into one piercing keening buzz, to make the whole outdoors sound like it does indoors when the mike has developed feedback.
As reported in your favorite journal a week ago, this particular breed of bug emerges once every seventeen years, on the dot, punctual as a Swiss banker.
What bugs me about these bugs is the notion that maybe they are better organized than I am for savoring the good things of life to the maximum. You have to deny personality and any significant capacity to enjoy life as far as the individual bug is concerned, but
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