It is right out of a sci-fi movie, I know, girls, but the Capybara is a giant roach, living in the area from Panama to Argentina. Hey, that does not mean one could find its way up north, and the next thing you know NYC would have a killer rat crisis. Against 4' rats, the city would not stand a chance!
This would outdo even "Willard." And I am talking about the one and only 1971 original, with Bruce Davison, Elsa Lanchester, and Ernest Borgnine; in this film the fantasy object of every disgruntled employee. Not the abominable 2003 remake, with Crispin Glover. Hey, whatever became of him, anyway??????????????
In the number "It's A Fine Life," from "Oliver!" Nancy sings, in one line, "Though diseased rats threaten to bring the plague in." They could do it here. Hey, we aren't that different from the denizens of Dickens' London. I see rats in the subway tracks, and never bat an eye. Once, in Manhattan, one walked right past me, and I never thought about it.
But if these Capybaras get up here, we will be in REAL trouble! And with climate and environmental change, I think it could happen. I just cannot anticipate when.
Girls, this brings new meaning to the exclamatory remark, "Rats!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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