Embarrassingly enough, it was personal experience that led me to see Bedbugs!!! The Musical at the New York Musical Theatre Festival. Two years ago, I fell victim to those linen-dwelling vampires in my Brooklyn apartment, and mentally I have never recovered.
The problem with bedbugs is not so much the blistering, itchy warzone on your body. It's the uncertainty, the insomnia, the isolation, the plastic wrapping, the vaccuuming, the self-loathing, the pesticide-induced delirium, and worst of all, the paranoia that never ever goes away.
But looked at another way, bedbugs are a sci-fi 80's rock musical comedy waiting to happen. They emerged out of nowhere after a half-century hiatus having mutated into stronger, pissier creatures. They come out at dawn to suck your blood, they breed in droves, they conquer entire buildings within a few weeks, and they create more anxiety in human beings than airborne carcinogens and nuclear war put together.