They say that by spending time around “misunderstood” animals a lot of your fears and misconceptions will evaporate. They are quite wrong!
I never feared or much thought about alligators until I spent several days at a gator park taping a TV show.
Let me tell you, these things are dragons without the bad breath. They hiss loudly and growl like lions. There’s nothing like having a 13-foot lizard with sharp teeth stare you down.
Every lake, pond and river in Florida has probably at least one of them, which is why I only swim in the Gulf (where the sharks are). And I know that the “odds of being attacked by a gator are blah blah blah,” but that’s meaningless to the several people who were killed by gators here this week.
So I’m putting gators on alert: Just because I’m a vegetarian and generally compassionate toward living things doesn’t mean I won’t run your scaly, spiny ass over with my car if I see you coming my way.
And if I’m not fast enough to make you choke on my exhaust, it doesn’t mean you won’t choke on me going down.
PS: This week's Fragmentia 13 is finally up.