....and now Substack is having a minor hissyfit, not allowing me to edit either my comment or my post! I'll try again later. I want to get caught up on Monday's Etymology!
I find that sometimes too when wanting to make an edit, particularly when using my phone. Hit and miss. I end up just waiting until I can get to my desktop.
But don't stress, I don't think I had noticed the capitalisation, but yes, Vegemite and Marmite are brand names.
Weirdly enough, this WAS on my laptop. I cleared the cache and tried a different browser, too, but like most things it will likely clear up on its own. :-)
Hah, funny! Apparently that fear is very rare, I learned; it's just weird. Glad you don't have the Vegemite equivalent! And thanks, now I know that Vegemite should be capitalize! :-) I'll go edit the piece.
I agree! So many things we take for granted, right? Coming across that one, I really did a double-take, and had to research it to make sure it wasn't just made up. It checked out.
As a teenager I was exposed to red beets for the first time and had a terrifying experience involving red urine which I took as a sign of cancer. I lived in fear for years, literally, until discovering that the effect was normal. As a result beets are classified in my lexicon as being carcegenophobogenic.
Kate Morgan Reade: So there is a name for what I experience.
As a man who ADORES Nancy (with whom I have been 53 years, 51-years as an honest man), she keeps trying to improve a man (me) who is "clueless" and "who doesn't listen". So I get so many homilies per day, each of which would improve the man, if he were not so clueless, and if he would only listen. Alas! All the homilies are lost on him.
Even during Sunday Mass, he falls asleep precisely at the homily, having heard seven homilies per day over the seven days.
I had to look up ophidiophobia, fear of snakes. Seems Johnny Cash also had this phobia, as well as aerophobia. Snakes on a Plane would have sent him over the edge. Fear of bats I recognized from the root chiro- meaning hand, as in chiropractic: done by hand and chiropodist: hand and foot practitioner. If it helps to think of bats differently, in the Online Etymology Dictionary, there are other words associated in other languages which translate as "flitter-mouse" and "night swallow." https://www.etymonline.com/search?q=chiroptera
I don't think anyone in Australia has an equivalent fear of Vegemite. The closest would have to be the fear of running out of it 😂
....and now Substack is having a minor hissyfit, not allowing me to edit either my comment or my post! I'll try again later. I want to get caught up on Monday's Etymology!
I find that sometimes too when wanting to make an edit, particularly when using my phone. Hit and miss. I end up just waiting until I can get to my desktop.
But don't stress, I don't think I had noticed the capitalisation, but yes, Vegemite and Marmite are brand names.
Weirdly enough, this WAS on my laptop. I cleared the cache and tried a different browser, too, but like most things it will likely clear up on its own. :-)
Hah, funny! Apparently that fear is very rare, I learned; it's just weird. Glad you don't have the Vegemite equivalent! And thanks, now I know that Vegemite should be capitalize! :-) I'll go edit the piece.
Fear of peanut butter stuck to the roof of your mouth? Now I’ve heard everything 😂
I agree! So many things we take for granted, right? Coming across that one, I really did a double-take, and had to research it to make sure it wasn't just made up. It checked out.
As a teenager I was exposed to red beets for the first time and had a terrifying experience involving red urine which I took as a sign of cancer. I lived in fear for years, literally, until discovering that the effect was normal. As a result beets are classified in my lexicon as being carcegenophobogenic.
That really is terrifying! The things adults don't think to tell kids... Did that turn you away from eating beets for good?
Kate Morgan Reade: So there is a name for what I experience.
As a man who ADORES Nancy (with whom I have been 53 years, 51-years as an honest man), she keeps trying to improve a man (me) who is "clueless" and "who doesn't listen". So I get so many homilies per day, each of which would improve the man, if he were not so clueless, and if he would only listen. Alas! All the homilies are lost on him.
Even during Sunday Mass, he falls asleep precisely at the homily, having heard seven homilies per day over the seven days.
Homilophobia!
Thank you, Kate Morgan Reade!
I knew that one would resonate with someone, and I'm glad you have a name to assign to your fear!
Let's see, ophidiophobia and chiroptophobia to start with.
I had to look up ophidiophobia, fear of snakes. Seems Johnny Cash also had this phobia, as well as aerophobia. Snakes on a Plane would have sent him over the edge. Fear of bats I recognized from the root chiro- meaning hand, as in chiropractic: done by hand and chiropodist: hand and foot practitioner. If it helps to think of bats differently, in the Online Etymology Dictionary, there are other words associated in other languages which translate as "flitter-mouse" and "night swallow." https://www.etymonline.com/search?q=chiroptera