Do other fathers, I wonder, have to hide away science journals as though they were smutty magazines? I like Wilson taking an interest in science and technology, but whenever he gets hold of a New Scientist he finds something in it to worry about.
While researching the Quantum Entanglement Clock and the Dangers of Excessive Showering he's come across an article about feeding the world's increasing population on insects.
'One of the scientists said that ants were "by a wide margin the most delicious insect we tasted"! If everyone starts eating ants, there won't be enough to go around, New Dad — there won't be enough for me!'
His quandary is, he doesn't know whether to stockpile ants for his own consumption, or market them to early-adopter gourmets as an expensive luxury indulgence…