So much for human civilisation, people: the cyber-cockroaches have arrived.
I'm genuinely too scared to even scroll down that link (h/t Eliza, if that's the right way to note her contribution to my nightmares), so who the fuck knows who did this and why they thought it was a good idea. Do we really need to create cockroaches that might be harder to kill? Even the Cthulhu Mythos, that weeping goitre of a universe in which man only survives so long as nothing notices him, suggests that the future is bright for hideous beetles, at least until the cone-monsters come a-callin'.
Mark my words, we're twenty years from being forced to clean the cyborg cockroaches' mechantannae in their underground cities while they plan to colonise the dankest regions of the Milky Way. Twenty years, tops.
On the other hand, at least we can call them "cockborgs", so it's not like there's absolutely no upside.
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