What happens is that very quickly my house is infested with nits and gnats and bumbles and earwigs. Sadly they are poisonous and bite repeatedly. They open all my cupboards, remove the contents and eat everything. They leave remnants of dirt and chow, chump behavior over every surface area. No harm is meant, they are just obeying their nature.
They are unlike the sirs with the jelly center. They are pestilence in the most intense formation - your friend and yet your foe. You feel for them, you experience emotion in relation to them, their centers are faceted with crystalline loveliness. It's the residue of their behavior that you hate, that you cannot stand. The infernal rat-tat-tats that are neverending.
Pus on you, pestilence. May you all be consumed by the pus of inequity.