Insects skirmish without creating so much as a ripple.
Even inside my apartment, I could not escape fierce territoriality. My pet iguanas aggressively stalked one another, arguing over territory with rapid head bobs, and knocking aside plates and glasses and books in the process. On the freeway, things seemed no different. Drivers, whether motivated by anger or deeper, more primitive urges, blocked each other's lane changes, rode each other's bumpers and generally behaved like frenzied iguanas. At last, after parking, fumbling and hiking, I reached a still pool in Silverado Canyon, overhung with branches.