Love bugs smash themselves against speeding cars in a wild ecstatic dance floating, oblivious through the hot, humid Florida atmosphere locked in a passionate ritual frenzy the sultry red jewel on their lacy black bodies glows like neon lamps in the night "They are so annoying,” my daughter comments, fanning away a hapless pair that wandered into our car as we prepared to drive off well, I reflected they must serve some purpose every year thousands of love bugs rain down upon us resembling a ***** black locust plague they are not destructive neither do they sting, bite or cause any really harm They just want to make love in the warm, sweet air I smile to myself we humans can learn a lot from these tiny embodiments of prema