Wait a minute guys- it’s Australia. It might actually be as menacing as all that, it might be the size of my coffee table and pack enough venom to kill the population of an entire small country.
I hate the damn things too, and I have nothing to prove to anybody where physical courage is concerned. I do deal with them, I don’t scream and yell and run away, but I have the same psycho-physical reaction as I would dealing with a mortal threat like a home-invasion.
This guy is plainly phobic. Phobias do not answer to reason, and they don’t mean that the person with them is ball-less. You could sit down with people like that and they’d tell you that they know perfectly well intellectually that it’s just a spider. Their rational mind has the perspective. They’re not lying to cover up being a pussy or anything. But show them one and things change real fast.
Phobias are weird. I’ve seen people who are mortally fearful of butterflies, even though in their rational mind they understand that they’re perfectly harmless. I’ve read that Napoleon Bonaparte, who conquered much of Europe, was afraid of cats.
“I’ve read that Napoleon Bonaparte, who conquered much of Europe, was afraid of cats.”
Many people are deathly afraid of cats. Now, I myself love cats (I’m rather afraid of dogs, esp. if they are big and I don’t know them personally) but you see those glowing eyes in the dark and sometimes yeah, I really get why people would be afraid of them.
Plus, cats have that total disregard for you in their souls. I remember being in the Central Park (NYC) zoo and looking at tiger. That cat was looking at me and strongly conveying: if there weren’t bars between me and you I’d kill you and eat you no problem!