This is the current status of my hummingbird feeder. No more hummingbirds but I'm feeding all the neighbourhood's red ants. It's like a soup kitchen for them, then just march single file to the bottom and gather some sugar water from the flower decorations and then return. Except, some never return. Some hang on the bottom lined up like a car park. Others either become drunk or sugar junkies or they are greedy but they have made their way inside where they die, clinging together like ant stalagmites. And I am their enabler.
The sad part is that humans can act the same way as ants. Some can handle the "good stuff", take a swig and leave, but many more become hooked and won't leave the source, or worse yet, drown in their paradise.
I'm glad I'm not an ant.