Involuntary Manslaughter

Taking the Life of another living being is sometimes very easy. At most times, it is also very difficult. But most of the time, its complicated. If there is a man in front of you, you would not think about killing him unless you were provoked, like him stealing your KFC O.R. Burger or something like that. Sometimes, with enough emotion/rage, you would not hesitate, especially when he breaks your 100,000 pieces Jigsaw Puzzle of a white wall. But after the deed is done, the complications sets in. For example, where to hide to body or even dispose of it?

You have heard of stories about wives who killed their husbands and then use the meat for curries and so on. But I mean, if you were to cut him up, it would take ages to cut up a fatso. And if you were to bag him and throw him in the river, who is going to pay for the petrol and also the Doctor's bill for your soreback and hernia? Leaving him on the spot is also another problem because fatso might be blocking your only means of escape or he is holding your hands/butt/leg/neck in his death grip.

Therefore, a lot of people actually do hesitate in killing another person unless they cannot control themselves. But what about animals? Insects? Electrons?

Switch off the light and you piss off a few thousand electrons
Switch on the light and you kill them instantly
Use Ridsect and there goes the Aedes Mosquito (and also the lice in your underwear)
Drive at 100kmh at night and you kill a cow (plus your car)

Sometimes, it cannot be helped and sometimes, you do it by reflex.

I have seen a goody-two shoes, who was talking to me honestly about their lives, etc. and without even batting an eyelid, squashed a few ants in front of us. I mean, the ant was innocently walking around (apparently losing their GPS) and here comes Death in the form of a pinkie.

Then this morning, I saw a young crockroach running around on my car's windscreen and by reflex, I flicked on the wipers. The poor guy never stood a chance against the might of the rubber. After watching it, guilt sets in and I felt miserable for being such a crud.