I'm channel surfing and stopped when I see this . . . hell, I don't know what to call him. A grown, adult male that apparently loses his shit when he encounters a lizard. We're not talking about something like a 20' saltwater croc or large monitor like a komodo. No, he's freaking out about some little 3" brush lizard on the trail ahead of him. This dude can't even look at videos or photographs of any four legged reptile. It literally brought the guy to tears! I find myself hard pressed not to call him a huge, pillow-biting flip-boy. I know this is a clinically diagnosed disorder and it's difficult or near impossible for some to control . . . but really?
Sure, I'll admit it. I can't stand cockroaches. For as long as I remember I've found them to be vile, disgusting, loathsome creatures. But when I encounter them, they get disposed of and that's it. Yea, I'll also admit that scene in Creepshow grossed me out.
My point is what ever happened to man the fuck up? You're going to let this unfounded, illogical fear trap you? One woman on the show won't take her daughter to enjoy the park because she's afraid swarms of moths will attack. Another can't go in the back yard with her husband and son because she fears birds.
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