(as heard in the sermon this Sunday at church-- part of a discussion of difficult things in one's life leading to good results in character or other things-- somewhat paraphrased)
"My sons sometimes ask me the Big Question. You know, "Why did God make mosquitoes?" Mosquitoes are awful-- they buzz around, they bite you. What possible good reason could there be for the existence of mosquitoes?And I explain it to them this way. Bats eat mosquitoes. Lots of mosquitoes. They eat hundreds of mosquitoes every day. If there were no mosquitoes, bats would have no food. No mosquitoes, no bats. No bats, No Batman!! And what in the world would we do without Batman??? That would be a tragedy indeed.
In the eyes of a seven-year-old boy, anyway."