Showing posts with label insects. Show all posts
Showing posts with label insects. Show all posts

Mar 29, 2010

sloppy science journalism

This science news in USA Today pissed me off. I am a dogged champion of the idea that insect wings evolved as an aquatic structure. When I read about "two" competing theories of wing evolution I know someone will come up short.

One theory, as Dan Vergano wrote, is "wings are brand new features" that evolved from an insect's shell. The other is that they are modifications of legs. In truth, there are other theories and many possible ways wings may have evolved.

Deciphering evolutionary history from available evidence is science with a dose of art. Pretending only two ideas exist about how wings evolved cuts out the art; vastness of the data set limits understanding of the science. The result is a worn nub of a narrative that misses the best tale: wings were swimming organs long before they became aerial appendages.

Once I read the abstract of the article, I saw my beloved aquatic theory. The omission was in the reporting, not the science. The authors studied mayflies because their tracheal gills are a likely precursors to wings. They concluded that wings grow when regulatory genes triggering leg growth and gill growth are both expressed, affirming the theory that abdominal gills begat thoracic wings as mayflies radiated into fresh waters almost a half billion years ago.

The authors also studied bristletails, a wingless insect that is an ancestor of mayflies. If you could go back a half billion years and watch for a few hundred million, you'd see tiny silverfishy things slithering into fresher water and drier habitats, breathing through gills, then flapping gills, then flapping thoracic gills built for power, which became wings.


This is a dragonfly, an early offshoot of the mayfly lineage. Mayflies spawned all insect lineages.

Sep 23, 2009

A swarm of tiny black flies drew my attention to a flower cluster. They were mobbed all over a dead or dying bee. I looked for a crab spider dining on the bee, and only when I returned home and looked at this photo did I notice the ambush bug with its beak plunged into the bee’s throat. The flies were minute, the type you might find on a rotting mushroom or decaying persimmon. I presume the scent of the bee drew them in.