“Arachnophobia” is more than just a creepy movie; it’s a real condition involving real fears. And I certainly cannot fathom what it would be like to have such deep-rooted fear. It would cause hysterics upon sight of a spider. But then again, phobias are irrational fears and that’s pretty extreme.
What makes perfect sense, of course, are those people without phobias – spider, insect or otherwise, killing critters as they go along in life for no real reason other than they like to throw shoes. And why not? I mean, they’re like one-sixteenth the size of a human. We clearly need to stay on guard.
I mean you could be rolling over in bed one night and trap one, and then it could bite you. That would be horrific. Around central Indiana, your chances of rolling onto a poisonous spider are pretty slim, but still … think of the little, round painful bump it will leave. Thank goodness you’re asleep and will never even know.
It’d be different if they had any redeeming value at all. Something like voracious preying on really icky bugs, or maybe an important part of the food chain, even, for other “more-desirable” wildlife. That would make spiders way better and we could maybe live with them after all.
Wait. You see where I’m going with this …
Being the self-proclaimed insect advocate I am, I have a mission in life to save the helpless creatures of the world. Most times, be it bug, bee or bigger, they don’t even “bug” us one bit and you don’t even know they’re there.
Why not, instead of sole-smacking every insect or spider you see, put a glass over it, slide a paper under the glass and transport the little guy outside … to his family and friends?
Here’s the thing, bugs are living creatures. They can’t help they’re creepy and crawly. Imagine what they must think of you. So live, and let live.