An article posted last night on the N.Y. Times' website appears to concede tentative victory to the bed bugs. The writer cites the evolution of super bed bugs that Mother Nature has adapted for resistance to pesticides. The writer's solution for possibly conquering beg bugs? I'll quote the pablum below:
http://nymag.com/daily/intel/2010/08/in_1913_the_department_of.html "So, what to do with these genetic superbugs? Burn them. And if that doesn’t work, freeze ‘em. Exterminators no longer just treat houses with pesticide, as they did in the forties. Now they’re employing the full arsenal. That includes using heat and steam machines that reach over 180 degrees. In other scenarios, exterminators use what is essentially dry ice to freeze them, like they’re a villain from Batman."
That sounds all nifty and comic-book mighty but the real world doesn't work like that. Cleaning up one domicile by burning and freezing isn't a permanent solution. All that needs to occur after the scorched Earth tactical strike is for another pair of bed bugs to enter the home on the sleeve of a visitor, the UPS delivery guy, or the plumber from an outfit that ends in "Rooter." So, is there really a solution for the bed bug problem? Sure there is.
Prevention.
I haven't slept with bed bugs. Ever. Neither have my neighbors, the neighbors down the street, and the neighbors who live right next to the local sandwich shop. The one that serves bacon and egg heroes to the locals. I don't expect to wind up with bed bugs either because I avoid dirty ass people and I never frequent joints where dirty ass people frequent.
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