New York, a world-class metropolis, is known as the "metropolis" and contains a rich historical and cultural heritage. However, have you ever thought that in this modern city, there is a legion of overlords who have been "planned for a long time"? That's right, I'm talking about the 2 million giant rats.
Don't underestimate the "combat effectiveness" of this legion, as it has been reported that the largest rat is only slightly smaller than a puppy. Can you imagine a "copy and paste" version of a man, dangling at your feet, scaring you out of the way?
You might say that this is just a "heavyweight" rat, like a worker ant soldier, a bit big, but not to be afraid of. That's a big mistake. These rats are not frogs at the bottom of the well, they yearn for freedom, they are unrestrained, and the whole of New York is their "place of choice".
In our minds, the most popular place for rats to go is, of course, the garbage heap or the sewer. But these old foundations are not considered by the New York Rat Army at all. Because in every corner of the city, there are their footprints. Parks don't matter! Near Central Park, at the long-awaited snack bar, they can be comfortably eaten. Go to the subway station at night? Of course, that's where they haunt the hardest. Not to mention, have you ever encountered such an uninvited group of guests who "encountered" on the subway?
You're going to be shouting, "Oh my God, it's a tiger coming out of a flock!" and you're so scared!" Don't get excited, the rats won't do anything to you like a mad tiger. They have their own "philosophy of survival", and they are just crawling around and fighting with the world.
But you should always be mentally prepared, right? If you wake up one morning and find you in the dark, your eyes are dry, your mouth is bitter, and you touch your wrist, only to find that your neck is actually entangled in a wet "necklace" that cannot be shaken off. When you wake up completely, you find that it is a fat and long wool rope...... I promise, your heart is going to jump out!
In the face of such a bizarre and terrifying scene, you will definitely scold: "I'm going to go, these rats are too rampant, right? You dare to launch a guerrilla war on the subway station and spoil people's dreams!"
Hey, to be fair, the rats are also "a last resort". They didn't have a tent at the station, they just wanted to find a warm nest. Can you blame them for salivating over a corner of their dreams? Let's put yourself in the shoes of you, if one day you wander from Earth to Mars and someone kicks you out of your house, you're going to have to sneak around looking for a place to stay, right?
I know that these reasons are not convincing enough. You will certainly retort, "I'm talking about human reason, you're talking about rat morality, two different things!" Well, maybe that's the fundamental reason why we can't agree with these little "landlords."
We claim to be civilized, but we turn a blind eye and are indifferent to the rodent infestation. What is a pity is that the authorities want to use this method of "pressing the gourd to float the scoop" to curb the spread of the rat army, and they are not begging for fish? They cut down the cost of exterminating the rats, but in the end they attracted more reinforcements, which directly led to the infestation of rats. Is there a dramatic mockery that is timeless enough to be thought about?
In the face of such a predicament, can we just be helpless and resign ourselves to fate? I don't think so. Perhaps we should think about it the other way around, whether we really need to fight the rats, why can't we treat these "old friends" who have lived here for a long time? Is there a wise and courageous move to live in more peace?
Take, for example, a controversial bill last year in which lawmakers proposed banning the use of rat glue, a trap rat trap. At the moment, it looks like the proposal has been swallowed by rats, causing quite an uproar. "Why protect these pesky guys, they're just pests!" I heard the sound incessantly. But let's think about it differently, friend, maybe this is the right time for the Rat Legion to reconcile with us.
I assure you, rats are not born "moths". They have their own language and culture and live an orderly collective life. In the "territory" of New York, which has been "founded" for nearly three centuries, how can we regard it as "passers-by"? In the final analysis, we are the "new immigrants" on this land, and we need to respect the original owners here.
Therefore, instead of denouncing them as "hatred", it is better to appreciate the tenacious vitality of this group of "landlords" with an "appreciation" mentality. They are not relying on their supernatural powers to become like fish in water in this densely populated place, but by virtue of their outstanding adaptability and the "way to make a living" that they have never given up. Over the years, New York has become an arsenal of trash littered with garbage. So, the rats shuttled back and forth, howling the reservoir, wanton and reckless about the city, and couldn't think about it. Isn't this a testament to the lack of human capacity to manage cities?
Okay, are you convinced by what I said, and should we humans examine ourselves?
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