talesin:
Humans! What a bunch of arseholes!
In my studies I've just come across an interesting reference, for which I'm trying to find the complete piece.
Wang Ling was a bright young man in the Song dynasty, who composed ballds about social evils. In one of these ballads called Meng huang (Dreaming of Locusts), nightmarish insects lecture him - arguing that humans are the real pests in the world.