OK. I'm envisioning a little cockroach, with a rum cask under it's
chin, like the St Bernards in pictures. Is that a rum cask they send out on
rescues or is it full of first aid supplies? Anyway, the visual is there. Rescue
Roaches. Has a ring to it.
After we've destroyed ourselves (there's no need for "Vengeful
Jesus" to do it, we're doing a bang-up job ourselves), the cockroaches
are going to inherit the Earth.