You’re watching the sunset light up the sky with hues of tangerine and fuchsia. It’s a perfect July evening in Minnesota — except for the fiery welts exploding across your thighs, arms and forehead.
This time of year can make the average person feeling existential. But not about human existence. About the existence of mosquitoes.
As in, what purpose do they serve? Do they need to exist?
Matt Aliota said his mom had this nearly identical line of inquiry the night before I reached out to him. They had been sitting out on his deck near dusk and had to move inside after mosquitoes started to feast on them. (“Why don’t we kill them all?” was her question.)
First, let’s just preface Aliota’s answer by saying the University of Minnesota vector biologist is not a bleeding-heart champion of mosquitoes. He knows that their population must be controlled, given that they can spread lethal malaria parasites and dengue virus, which is a threat to about half of the world’s population. Most people who die of mosquito-borne illnesses are children.
“Mosquitoes suck,” the professor acknowledged. “No pun intended.”
But eradication isn’t realistic. And even if it were, Aliota said, “we don’t know enough about how natural ecosystems work to predict what the outcome would be if a single species disappeared.”

I pressed him on the feasibility front. We’ve sent astronauts to the moon, I said. Surely if we put all of our resources behind it, couldn’t we annihilate a public health enemy that surely no one would miss?