Unafraid
Interesting that Clint Smith's "I'm armed and trained. What is it I should be afraid of?" quote should be interpreted as arrogance.
I am good with knives. Long experience coupled with training in the basics. I'm not afraid of knives nor any of the jobs they do. No pride. Just certainty and confidence.
I have been driving for more than forty years. I can handle bad weather, bad roads, cliff-side trails, mud, traffic, freeways, and all manner of parking. And do it from either side of the road -- a gift from my time in the UK. Very little scares me on the road -- or off it, come to that. No pride. I just know exactly what I can do with a car and exactly what the car can do -- and what its limitations are.
I used to be scared of guns and the people who owned or carried them.
Now, with some experience, some practice, and some training, they don't bother me, I own them myself, and I've become comfortable with my abilities and aware of my limitations. One day I'll carry daily. And when I do, I'll do it knowing both my abilities and weaknesses, and the capabilities and limitations of the gun itself.
With certainty comes confidence and the reasons for fear -- the mysteries and the scary unknowns -- are removed.
And, as far as the original premise goes, given the amount of safety equipment in my daily life -- hey, just in my car alone for chrissake -- I must be chronically terrified of . . . hell, all kinds of stuff.
By the way, have you ever noticed that confident, self-assured people tend to frighten timid, self-doubting people -- just by their presence? All manner of social devices are used to cover it, but cowards are intimidated by the very presence of those who are sure and in control of themselves.
Ask me how I know this.
I was that coward.