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Wilson, 48, curator of entomology at Harvard's Museum of Comparative Zoology, is currently writing a book on the evolution of ethics in relation to sociobiology. A specialist in the social insects, he wrote The Insect Societies (1971), then put in three years of 90-hour weeks working on his sociobiology text. Says he: "I wanted to synthesize and draw the boundaries to shape sociobiology into a discipline...
...investigation into Lyme arthritis was led by Dr. Stephen Malawista, chief of Yale's rheumatology section, and two colleagues, Drs. Allen Steere Jr. and John Hardin. Because nearly all the victims lived in wooded areas heavily infested with insects, and because the cases usually cropped up at the height of the insect season, the Yale doctors had good reason to suspect that the carrier was a bug. Indeed, some of the victims remembered being bitten by a tick, although their blood has shown no specific signs of a bacterial or viral invasion. Yet recently the Yale doctors found...
...June 1, 1870, Illustrator John Tenniel sent his author a letter of complaint. "Don't think me brutal," he wrote, "but I am bound to say that the 'wasp' chapter doesn't interest me in the least." He found that depicting an insect with a golden wig was "altogether beyond the appliances of art." Reluctantly, Lewis Carroll expunged the episode of the wasp from his manuscript of Through the Looking Glass. For more than a century even scholars assumed that the chapter was lost or destroyed -until 1974, when an inconspicuous entry appeared in the London...
...Gardner, "the discovery is an event of significance not only for Carrollians, but for anyone interested in language, humor, the adventures of Alice or, for that matter, wasps." The insect in question is a rheumatic old party who speaks in allusions and complains in rhyme...
Near the first deserted hangar, one old man sat in a pickup truck, as its wipers waved like frightened insect antennae. "Sure, some people will fly today", he said. "The crazy ones". We swallowed and thanked him and found the main hangar. Inside, a few corporate jets loomed over the buglike pipers scattered around them. We wandered through the huge building, finally stumbling on a friendly pilot who said finding a ride would be easy. Just go to the operations desk, he said, and ask who's heading south...