Bats are cool. What a freight of mythological symbolism they carry. It's amazing they get off the ground! Or the rafters;)
But they're our flying kin. How fucking cool is that? At some long lost evolutionary divergence a crawly semi-conscious thought went into the decision to take to the air AND emulate the more densely social insect societies at the same time. Fucking cool. But it put them on the path toward a collision with the other end of of the biological spectrum occupied by microorganisms. Hangin upside down, shittin in their living rooms, swappin spit with the neighbors.
And here we are today. Living out biological history as we speak. It's a fascinating crap-shoot really (pard'n the pun). Despite the tidy wrap-up that all cowardly and unimaginative creationists would have you believe.
Yeah. I'm talkin to you. You know who i'm talkin to. (edited)