humblesage – I eat chicken, but will not live in an occupied chicken coop nor fill my bedroom with chicken dumpling stew… perhaps a silly example, but the first thing that came to mind as to why they may object to a wasp colony occupying their highrises. I also don’t know that their preferences are the same, but too much of a good thing in the wrong place is almost always bad.
I hate birds. No. I hate the noises they make. No. I hate the noises they make when I’m trying to sleep. In the spring and summer, when the feathered bastards feel the need to mate and declare territory and do whatever else they must do at top volume from 2AM-5AM every single night, I hate birds. It started in college with a crow that objected to me at me through the window beside my bed, continued through Peace Corps when I had to go and yank the stupid rooster out of the tree it insisted on perching in at 3AM above my tent (they crow ALL NIGHT, not just at dawn), and has progressed to all out war by a flock of insomniac avian monsters that live in my neighbor’s trees.
I suppose if I’d ever lived with AC and been able to close windows at night, I’d be indifferent. But I’ve never had AC, so I hate birds. Except maybe these Chimney Swifts.
That strcture is not a bat house, at least not one that any self respecting bat would occupy. BCI (Bat Conservation Internationl) has educational information on bat houses (bats are fairly particular).