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A rant on the local mosquito situation, and the new entomologist.
For years I have been saying the best way to handle the mosquito problem in Winnipeg, is naturally. Dragonfly and bat release programs. If ever there was a testing ground, Winnipeg would be ground zero.
But for the love of GOD...now is NOT THE TIME.
We have had so much rainfall this year, that the ground cannot absorb any more moisture, and there are stagnant pools of water EVERYWHERE. The rivers are all over their banks making large parts of the city resemble a Mississippi swamp. One cannot even make it from the door to the car withut getting bitten at least three times...and that's if you're layered in mosquito reppellant the thickness of Tammy Faye's makeup.
Enter "Taz"...the new city entomologist. The media was all over this new guy because he's kinda cute and he's into the whole "green thing." Fan-freaking-tastic. Release the dragonflies...do what you gotta do...but do it quick, because there is an onslaught coming that will make the biblical locust plague in Egypt look like a mosey in the park. And if that doesn't work, then FOG the bastards. Fog em Taz...fog em with your weapons of mass destruction as quick as you can because by god, we only get two months of summer, and I wanna be able to enjoy it. I wanna be able to take my dogs to the park without screaming "Hurryupandshit...ouchgoddammit...ouchfuckinghurryup."
But Taz has a different approach. Nobody knows exactly what that approach is, but apparently he has one...somewhere. Firstly, he refuses to let the public know what the trap counts are. WTF? Hey dumbass, if I get bitten 300 times while taking the garbage out, I am pretty GD certain the count is HIGH, I don't need your people to count the annoying little bastards. Then he changed the mosquito trap count system. Now, 25 in a trap is no longer high. Now they have to find 175 of their nasty little corpses in a trap before the count is considered of some note. At this point, Taz will decide if he will fog one or two areas of the city. Well listen, Taz, buddy ol pal...the traps are full, and the parks are empty. Honest to God...its summer in Manitoba, and the kids aren't school...and the parks are EMPTY. Its eerie, almost like a scene from "The Andromeda Strain". There should be mothers pushing their little ones in swings, and kids throwing sand in other kids' eyes, snot to be wiped and skinned knees to be kissed. But all the parks look like this one near where I live.
Its time to pull the plug on the grand green scheme Taz, admit defeat this year, bomb the bastards and try again next year.