I have been at war with Drosophila melanogaster for years, they've so successfully invaded my house that I reckon that if a caste system were introduced into th

I have been at war with Drosophila melanogaster for years, they've so successfully invaded my house that I reckon that if a caste system were introduced into the Animala Kingdom then I'd rank a poor second to these hardy little monsters. I'm still not sure where they come from but I reckon they breed amongst dead tree leaves—a lot which surround my property and it's nigh on impossible to completely eliminate them. There's no doubt that Drosophila is one of nature's greatest success stories, they're smart, they learn quickly and just about anything I do barely distracts them from their purposeful goal of landing on something I'm eating or invading a bowl of fruit on the kitchen table. Over the years I've had plenty of opportunity to watch and study my enemies' behavior as they take control of my kitchen and I never cease to be amazed at how such tiny brains which are no bigger than a poppyseed can muster so much intelligence. Methinks that if I could scale that concentrated intelligence for my own brain then I'd be a genius. I'm not a bit surprised that Drosophila's brain sports incredible complexity. Anyone who has studied the animal for more than five minutes would have to arrive at that conclusion.