Life, Death, and Taxonomy

“…and today we’re talking about a blistering bug in the blistering heat of summer. More on that later.”

Some creatures kick in your front door. Others pick the lock, raid the fridge, and somehow convince you to thank them for stopping by. The European blister beetle belongs squarely in that second category. It’s a glossy black little ball that orchestrates one of nature’s sneakiest cons. But sometimes, working smarter rather than harder can look a lot more like freeloading like the European blister beetle here in Life, Death, and Taxonomy.

“…and today we’re talking about a tiny brain with big thoughts. But more on that later.”

The regal jumping spider has those signature big round eyes that make this arthropod kind of cute… but if you watch them long enough, you might see that there’s thoughts behind those black pearls. Jumping spiders have tiny brains, but why do they seem to do a lot more mental processing than other tiny arachnids? Sometimes even a spider has to think about Life, Death, and Taxonomy. 

“… and today we’re talking about a demolition ant. But more on that later.”

Out in the desert lives a tiny tan troublemaker that treats civil engineering like psychological warfare. These little insects spend their days bustling about deserts and grasslands looking for what seems like harmless debris. But beneath that innocent exterior is a six-legged strategist with the creativity of a medieval siege engineer. But sometimes it pays to play offense and defense at the same time in the game of life here in Life, Death, and Taxonomy.

“…and today we’re talking about a bug that sounds like a power tool… but more on that later.”

Early on a Saturday morning is no time to start hearing machinery going in the neighborhood… but what if you hear that same sound in Australia’s open heath habitats and woodlands? Did someone put gravel in their didgeridoo? No, that’s the song of the sandgrinder cicada… and to other cicadas it’s the sweet music of Life, Death, and Taxonomy.

“…and today we’re talking about a sophisticated chemist. But more on that later.”

In moonlit meadows and forest edges, there lurks a patient puppeteer. While most predators settle for catching dinner, a sort of “earn it and burn it” approach, the East Asian orb-weaver seems oddly interested in what its victims do after they’re caught, treating them sort of like seed money for an investment. Somewhere between a mustache-twisting villain and a shrewd businessman, this advanced arachnid shows that it pays to work smarter rather than harder to survive here in Life, Death, and Taxonomy.

“…and today we’re talking about a bumbling beetle, but more on that later.”

A bee is a brilliant bug… essential to the natural order. Plants propagate with the help of these fuzzy friends… not just wild flowers, but all the plants we need to survive in a healthy ecosystem. But what happens when a beetle comes a-bumbling. The brown flower beetle shows us what happens when finesse is thrown out the window in the pollination game in Life, Death, and Taxonomy.

“…and today we’re talking about a fuzzy little creep. But more on that later.”

Out in the rocky woodland alleys of East Africa lurks a rodent that ain’t nothin but a heartache. The African crested rat waddles around in a spikey stripey overcoat like a tiny hedge skunk with a toxic secret. Unlike its murine kin, this mouse with a mohawk copies the human trait of using its chemical environment for defense. But if you’re not fast, strong, or hidden, you may as well be spicy like the African crested rat here in Life, Death, and Taxonomy.

“…and today we’re talking about a stinky turt. But more on that later.”

A turtle is designed for defense… A tiny tank swimming around a river with an armored body that’s hardened against hungry fish and birds. But what if you share that river with creatures with huge jaws, capable of crushing even the tankiest turtle armor? Would you stick your neck out? You might… if you have some other tricks up your sleeve in Life, Death, and Taxonomy. 

“…and today we’re talking about a pileated pile driver. But more on that later.”

Somewhere deep in the forest, a feathered jackhammer slaves away to fill all the trees with holes. The pileated woodpecker attacks hardwood with its whole face and somehow strolls away from repeated headfirst collisions with nary a scratch, let alone constant concussions. It’s a biological engineering marvel with a mohawk. But sometimes you have to have special headgear to be a woodland wrecking ball like the Pileated Woodpecker here in Life, Death, and Taxonomy.

“…and now we’re talking to high quality bird brains. But more on that later.”

What does the crow know? 

Accounts, it does not grow. 

Seeds, it does not sow. 

But knowing it will show.

When life asks the crow…

To think to earn its dough.

The new caledonian crow may be among the smartest birds in the animal kingdom… even showing talents we once thought were an exclusive part of the human Life, Death, and Taxonomy.