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You tell me of any other species that invents a contraption like the bicycle, which allows you to pedal the length and breadth of a mid-sized American city with some three dozen other of one’s ilk to stand around a bonfire above a great body of water on a night where the moon’s so bright it cast shadows and air’s so warm it just tickles.
Frogs, I’ll admit, are pretty cool and when they all croak in unison it’s as musical as it is deafening, but can they build trains able to carry a frighteningly immense supply of fossil fuel energy in linked boxcars and build a pedestrian bridge over the tracks so you can leap about like a slightly less-evolved primate and scream at the top of your lungs as it roars by beneath you?
And of course, you’ve got to respect the birds of the air, wheeling and darting as they pick off swarms of gnats at sunset, but show me where any of them can squirt lines of flammable liquid onto flaming coals and still successfully avoid self-immolation, as does homo sapiens,
Nor do I deny that all the fishes in the sea are amazing, but none of them, I promise you, can make beer and put it in bottles that make it portable and provide the perfect projectile for launching at freight trains that strangely, do not even crush quarters as they clatter over them on the rails.
I challenge all of creation to wait as patiently as did our collection of human beings for the lunar worshippers to finish their ceremony before an integration of yin and yang took place via colored sparks and glowing embers.
Sure, we’re a cancer on the planet that’s destroying ecosystems and ruining the atmosphere, but as the Man in the Moon proves, humans rule.