I am currently recovering from a wicked spidey bite.  Sadly, I have not yet received any awesome super powers. Bummed.  All I have is a gross fungal infection from the nasty little critter who attacked me while I slept, like a punk.  This particular arachnid has not yet gained a contemporary concept of the ethics of war.  WEEKS of creams,  steroids,  and oral prescriptions and I’m still itchy and sore. What did I do in response to the attack?  I moved.   I literally moved.  Goodbye devil bugs.   Goodbye forever.