It could be anyone at all for any reason at all. The guy who made a pass at you at that bar? Posters on certain right (or left) wing message boards? Americans (Australians, Europeans, politicians) in general? Clowns? Hitchhikers? The kid behind the fast food counter who couldn’t add? People who’re so old they look like they’ll disintegrate if you brush up against them? SDMB posters who start posts with way too many questions?
C’mon, spill it. Who terrifies you?
The next day.
One of our patients. He reminds me of the golf club wielding killer in Patch Adams. Looks, mannerisms, intonation – the whole thing just gives me the creeps. I won’t give him the first appointment of the day as I do not want to be alone with him if he arrives early. Mind you, he has never said or done nything untoward. In fact he has always been pleasant. I just can not get over his resemblance to that character.
George W. Bush.
Klan members…
Honestly, the dark. It’s such a common thing to be teased about when you’re little, but it really does scare me. I think it’s mostly the idea of not being able to see what’s around me.
Also, deep water. Not like the deep end of a pool, but the depth of the ocean boggles my mind, and the idea of swimming out somewhere random, even if I found it was only like 12 feet deep at that point, I’d still be nervous.
Another vote for Bush or rather the whole Bush administration.
Rabid dogs.
Mark Harmon used to really scare me. He used to play creeps on TV and I always thought he seemed creepy in real life too. Now that I haven’t seen him around for ages I’ve kind of got over it.
Is it just me or did some people misread the question.
It’s who, not what
When taking judo in college, once in a while we fought blindfolded. I’m not as bothered by the dark as I used to be.
I’m scared by people who look up to John Ashcroft.
Does the crazy paranoid part of my mind count as a who, the one who once contemplated murder because he had convinced himself someone was praying for his downfall? Or is that a what?
I suppose a true who I’m afraid of is the police. They just scare me. I’ve never really crossed the police before, I am just afraid they’re going to come for me in the night.
The thought that I had a heart attack when I was 35, and that puts me at risk for having another one.
John Ashcroft.
And clowns.
Kind of redundant, huh?
Tranquility Bay.
GG Allin
Hilary Clinton
Me…no really, I have come to the conclusion that I have caused myself more heartache and hassle than anyone else. I am always slightly worried that my current (wonderful) situation might come crashing down around me i.e lose job, girlfriend, self respect, friends, family members ecetera and I will end up in a self destructive downward spiral. Failing that Oompa Loompas always freaked me out a bit as does the unholy double act that is Bush and Blair.
Lynne Cheney.
Those two Columbine kids.
The DC Snipers.
Jack Chick’s kind of people.
Revtim’s friend who was voluntarily cannibalized and killed. Shit like this keeps me up at night, I swear. Sometimes the “Awful Link of the Day” feature at Something Awful features people who are into this or similar perversions. Such abject depravity chills me to my very soul.
It’s weird, but in addition to being terrified of all these things, I’m also oddly fascinated by them. Something in the bizarre and horrible compels the human spirit. Why is that?
What else… Cults are pretty scary. Hate groups like the Klan and the Nazis, and Fred Phelps’s group. Sociopaths in general creep me out. Also, people who are really into revenge, or gleefully celebrate the misfortunes of others.
My sister used to be terrified of Kevin Spacey. Not his characters, the man himself. Now she’s a big fan. Go figger.