As a woman, I am so glad to read some of y'alls posts, especially with my late morning cup of tea. Made me laugh. I dont have a fear of them, I have this overwhelming need to kill them if they are near. It has been this way since I was a child. I would have loved a flame thrower. And it is not just blowing their head off in the first shot, if their body continues to writhe, well, I keep chopping or shooting until it stops.
Oddly, I do not have this angst over other reptiles or amphibians. I love lizards and geckos and they can crawl on me to their hearts content. Spiders not a problem. It is just a snake thing. Down in Texas (Bible Belt), friends used to explain it that I had a double portion of the enmity that God put between woman and the serpent. Up here in Bozeman, with friends that believe in past lives, they explain it that something must have happened in a past life. Whatever it is, it is intense. So while hiking and hunting, I put it out there to the snakes, if they value their lives, stay the hell away from my trail.
Read an article the other day based on the journal Science,
Brain has specific radar for snakes. I dont know how valid a study is when you only use 2 monkeys, but I can tell you my brain is seriously hard wired to be on the alert for snakes (still watch leaves for copperheads and expect water moccasins to be in any water). After 7 years, I finally stopped seeing the damn scorpions of Texas everywhere, but will always be ever vigilant for snakes.