There are no news in the roaches world, of fellow creatures wiping out each other for nothing. Roaches don't kill themselves. They're a successful specie, like mosquitos, gadflies and scorpions. Man, unlike, is a failure as an animal specie. He's capable of the biggest technological feats, going to the moon and cloning people, but he's unable of establishing conviviality rules which should be part of some internal genetic code, like the roaches, gadflies and mosquitos ones.
Man make guns to kill other man.
And transform their creations, like airplanes, in missiles filled with people much more effective than nuclear ogives. The stupidity, and not the creativity or inteligence, is our specie's most remarkable characteristic. It is by the stupidity that we'll be remembered by the roaches which here live in some million of years. And september the 11th 2001 will be emblematic, the day man carried it out with magnificence. Me and the roaches spent the day before yesterday stuck to the TV, watching all our stupidity transformed in a media spectacle.