Libshit discourse ranting about how starship troopers' bug enemies are more worthy of understanding and camaraderie than humans. All the usual takes apply here, but it reminds me of what I really hate about these people taking the anti-human position in all this human-meets-alien war media:
Every narrative is a tiny sandbox, a chance to impose your will on a simulated universe. Everyone cares how you treat it because it often betrays a sliver of our nature - That's why the lefties see normal people saying "ew gross crush and burn every last ugly, fithy, wretched bug creature that's out there I will not happily coexist with such affronts to beauty and goodness" with utter fear.
They identify with the lowly, wretched, foul, and broken. A primal sense of "oh fuck, I'm next" arises in their brainstem when they see good people begin a jihad against vermin in all their forms.