Which animal are you?

You're a Wasp!

Brutal and dangerous, you are capable of wreaking havoc on others with little remorse. You love mud and seem to appear out of nowhere whenever people find a bit of wet dirt. You have a fierce temper and don't mind resorting to it whenever people get in your way, especially by hogging all that wonderful mud! Your home is where your heart is, but is also relatively flimsy and ugly. You are almost unquestionably white, Anglo-Saxon, and Protestant.
Take the Animal Quiz at the Blue Pyramid.


With regards to the last sentence: wrong, wrong, wrong, on all 3 counts. Weak attempt at a lame pun too (i.e. WASP).

Better a wasp than a bee, I guess...



Consider the following excerpt from Chapter XVII of The Prince, by Nicolo Machiavelli:


Upon this a question arises: whether it be better to be loved than feared or feared than loved? It may be answered that one should wish to be both, but, because it is difficult to unite them in one person, is much safer to be feared than loved, when, of the two, either must be dispensed with. Because this is to be asserted in general of men, that they are ungrateful, fickle, false, cowardly, covetous, and as long as you succeed they are yours entirely; they will offer you their blood, property, life and children, as is said above, when the need is far distant; but when it approaches they turn against you. And that prince who, relying entirely on their promises, has neglected other precautions, is ruined; because friendships that are obtained by payments, and not by greatness or nobility of mind, may indeed be earned, but they are not secured, and in time of need cannot be relied upon; and men have less scruple in offending one who is beloved than one who is feared, for love is preserved by the link of obligation which, owing to the baseness of men, is broken at every opportunity for their advantage; but fear preserves you by a dread of punishment which never fails.


Think of a butterfly. How easy is it for a child to carelessly rip its wings and legs off, one by one, for nothing other than amusement. The butterfly is helpless. The child never learns its lesson. Now consider if the butterfly is a wasp, or a hornet. How much more likely--and quickly--will the child learn to respect the insect?

Pain is sometimes necessary.
Pain is sometimes good.
The promise of pain secures peace.

And, by the way, I am not sprouting anything original here--consider who else expressed a similar sentiment.