Wandering on, I passed an entity half in the ground already. He, an obscure scientist, was addressing passersby, warning of the dangers presented by dustmites.

He claimed to have been laughed at when he appeared before the World Court. Nonetheless, he spoke out boldly, telling them that deep in our nasal passages, in the nasal passages of the High and the Mighty, the Movers and Shakers even, dust mites are leaving their debilitating droppings, attaching volitile time-bomb bacteria to sensitive membranes... that insidious spore-poisons might worm their disgusting way into the gooky recesses of our vulnerable and squishy (when you think about it) insides. Microscopic terrorists attacking vital organs (and the ones we use for recreation on weekends), driving us mad, making us testy with co-workers, eating away at our children, who then absolutely refuse to budget their time appropriately so as to complete their homework and get decent grades, which would thereby justify the huge fortune their parents are spending on the blasted private school and to what end?