My Wife's Greatest Fear
All things considered, my wife is pretty normal. But like most everyone else, she has her phobias. She's afraid of spiders and six-legged home invaders and is not fond of reptiles either.
But she's also afraid of monkeys--very afraid of monkeys! It all comes from a bad experience as a child with an organ-grinder and his money-grubbing spider monkey assistant. The episode of the Twilight Zone with the monkey-like creature taking the wing apart on an airplane while a young William Shatner watched in horror, also had something to do with it.
So, imagine her reaction to the recent news headline, "Monkeys Attack Delhi Politician." (Click here: BBC NEWS | South Asia | Monkeys attack Delhi politician). This poor man was out on his balcony, and was suddenly attacked by a herd (swarm? pack? gaggle?) of monkeys and tragically fell to his death.
From the look on her face, I now know that my wife's greatest fear would be to live in a place where gangs of monkeys ran wild and attacked people on their upstairs balcony! I guess that means there will be no vacations in Delhi . . . The zoo's probably "iffy" as well.
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I spent some time in Cameroon with SIL/ Wycliffe Bible Translators and in the capitol monkey meat was on the menu. I ordered shrimp and had a small bite of someone else's boa (snake). I didn't need to be Indiana Jones, MacGyver-esque was good enough for me.
"Troop", I think.
Horror upon horror I suppose.