You drive through the fields and spot dishevelled young woman hunching over roadkill, reaching into the corpse with pliers as flies buzz around her. You accidentally make eye contact just as she - grinning - drops a writhing maggot into a translucent plastic bottle.

Why settle when I could get a 800mm 5.6 for a mere 14k?

The only reason I didn’t impulse buy a teleconverter to tack on my impulse bought 600mm is that it would just get me (more) underexposed pictures. But the urge is real, and we don’t even have bald eagles around here.