A large droning sound filled the field; I swiveled to the left to see a massive swarm of wasps take to the air from a large broadcast TV tower. They started stinging and tearing at the pixels used for Jaques' face. Yelping, the head of Jaques faded as quickly as it had emerged.

Watching the wasps return to their perch, I noticed a man and his TV standing nearby the tower. I started to walk in that direction.

A large soviet monument dedicated to wasp stings and television, framed like a Wes Anderson film