C.S. Lewis on his nearly lifelong fear of insects*:
"To this day I could almost find it in my heart to rationalize and justify my phobia. As Owen Barfield once said to me, 'The trouble with insects is that they are like French locomotives—they have all the works on the outside.' The works—that is the trouble. Their angular limbs, their jerky movements, their dry, metallic noises, all suggest either machines that have come to life or life degenerating into mechanism. You may add that in the hive and the anthill we see fully realized the two things that some of us most dread for our own species—the dominance of the female and the dominance of the collective."
Lewis was undoubtedly brilliant and was perhaps the greatest Christian apologist of the twentieth century. But when it came to the role and place of women, he was unable to transcend the cultural retardation of his day (1898-1963). Fortunately, I am consistently able to to resist any such provincial bias. Which is a sarcastic way of wondering in what ways I am blinded by the assumptions of my day.
A homemade cookie to the first commenter who can correctly name the two other famous men who died the same day as Lewis.
*Quotation taken from Surprised By Joy, Harcourt Brace Janovich, 1956.