Obviously Billy Bob isn't going to stop eating filet mignon and lobster at his mansion on Lake Washington in Seattle, but the rest of us non-millionaires should do our part to save the planet from cow farts. I've never once willingly ate a bug. Sure, we've all eaten a few bugs while riding down the road on our groovy little Hondas, but that's a horse of a different color. We didn't set out to eat bugs, but shit happens.
When I'm not on my hog, people just think I'm just a nerd. But when I fire up the hog and goose the throttle, people take notice and they step back. They know that I'm a force to be reckoned with, and I'll eat as many bugs as it takes to get from point A to point B. What does it mean?