Night of the Fireflies

Wednesday night, we went to see the fireflies. I was about to catch the last bus home when, three minutes before it arrived, Fabien, a French friend from my dormitory, e-mailed me, saying it could be the last night the fireflies were out. So I walked back to the university, got my bike, met him in front of the clock tower and off we went to watch the insects’ struggle for their last chance at sex and procreation.
  
We found the fireflies by the creek a few meters away and parallel to Kamogawa, between Nijo and Marutamachi. Although not overwhelmingly many, they were flying everywhere – in and out of the bushes, on the small concrete bridge over the creek, even over the silently creeping water.

Looking at the insects flutter about, I was overcome with a deep feeling of sadness. I thought aloud, “I pity these fireflies. Each is mustering up the last of his energy to light his bum, trying to get some female to notice him and he’s not even sure if he can get his goodbye shag. Some may die trying, and much worse, virgin.”
  
Fabien was sympathetic. He looked up from where he was petting a fly and smiled. “Don’t worry. Who knows, they derive some sexual satisfaction from having fire on their butts.”  Oh, well. Who knows?

3 thoughts on “Night of the Fireflies

  1. hahahaha! that was funny rocs. hmmm…the setting of your entry reminds me of this japanese animated film "grave of the fireflies (hotaru no haka)". saddest damn movie i’ve seen. you should see it.

  2. actually, while watching the fireflies, i mentioned "hotaru no haka" to fabien, and it turned out, he had also seen it. you’re damn right. saddest anime. ever. i’ve watched it twice! =)

  3. Fireflies are a marvel in energy efficiency. Most of our light bulbs lose most of their energy to heat, but fireflies lose no energy to heat, using all 100% of it to light themselves up.
    Fabien was right, even if they don’t get any action from the females, they can be happy knowing that some scientists, engineers and inventors would love to get a piece of them. Of course…not in THAT way…but I won’t tell them if you don’t.

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