Michael Crichton wrote in his book "Travels" about a guy who, as part of a group of vacationers preparing for an ocean dive, voiced a huge fear of sharks -- obsessed over it, pretty much. When the group went diving (Crichton was part of the group), there were sharks everywhere -- above them, below them, all around them. Sharks, sharks sharks! Everyone in the group was very concerned that the guy would freak out and not enjoy the dive at all. But when it was over and they all talked about it later on, he spoke of how relieved and grateful he was that there were no sharks to spoil his dive. He hadn't seen a one of them. Crichton and everybody else was amused and fascinated.
When 1curiousmind sees "lack of substance" in Diogenesis' posts, he reminds me of that guy.
Sorry ... forgot to ping you to post 210!