Kung Fu Monkey: Irrational Fear? IRRATIONAL?
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Kung Fu Monkey: Irrational Fear? IRRATIONAL?
There’s a moment in every Lovecraft story, when a feckless human catches a glimpse of Cthulhu, where said human’s reaction is supposed to be some sort of sanity-shattering meltdown far beyond what you’re capable of even imagining. This is a terror that kills. We struggle to visualize such a reaction and necessarily, as we are sane and live in an orthogonal universe, come up short.
My wife knows.
It’s always a matter of debate, what was the most humiliating moment of my meltdown. I hold that it was when I screamed “I DON’T WANT TO DIE LISTENING TO MADONNA!” Lovely Wife prefers the bit where, legitimately concerned at my terror, she yelled “Hold my hand!”
At the prospect of loosening my white-knuckled grip from the safety bar, I screamed back at her, straight into her face: “FUCK YOU! YOU HOLD MY HAND!”