Death accompanies me daily, at least in Summer. Yes, I admit I am a murderer. Flies have no chance with me. Armed with a fly swatter, I have been known to kill at least ten of them in one day without any gullty feelings. They are born to be swatted. However, I would never intentionally kill any other insect, just by accident perhaps, some of them are so small that you do not notice when its last view of life is the sole of your shoe.