I had been informed that ants provided a great source of calcium.
So I sat outside in the sun, wetting my finger and dabbing at passing ants, like a large, pasty chameleon.
They tasted a bit like chalk, I thought critically at the time. But I attributed this to the fact that I was eating them one by one instead of wholesale.
I recall a long time ago, I saw a beggar ant being attacked by a soldier. I decided to back the under-dog and rescue the poor beggar.
I picked up a tiny stick, to beat off this mean soldier, but no matter what I did, or how I tried to separate them, that soldier was unshakable. He just bit the beggars leg and just wouldn’t let the damn thing go. For 15 mins, I tried every possible means of prying its jaws open with no luck.
Eventually, to my chagrin, I managed to accidentally decapitated the soldier ant, but STILL the bastards jaws were clamped tight around the beggar. So he just had to limp off with this head hanging off his leg. In human terms that would look quite weird I imagine.
Good story no? [No]
However I found out after that, that beggar ants are sortof like highway men. While the soldiers are the helpful, loyal, contributing workers of their colony.
This is why I no longer meddle.