But insects don’t just want to teach us how to be good by chewing off our faces—they also want to gobble our junk. Michael R. Linaker’s scorpions (technically arachnids, but still likely to invade England, so basically insects) focus their attacks on women’s breasts when they aren’t spreading mayhem at the nearby circus. John Halkin’s caterpillars in Squelch (1985) home in on a police constable’s groin. And the seemingly benign moths of Mark Sonders’s Blight (1981) are full of surprises, as one young mother discovers when she is swarmed to death: “They could hurt her no more. They had done
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