Alexandra Molotkow

Monster Under The Bath Mat

Question: What is the opposite of human? Answer.


bugspray.com, “Common house centipede” (2008)

Scutigera coleoptrata, the common house centipede, haunts my apartment like a vengeful ghost. I go cold and my skin pricks up when one of them appears in my peripheral vision. If I see one darting out from under my wardrobe late at night, I’ll scream and scream until I’ve sprayed it to death with the Mr. Clean bottle I keep nearby for that purpose. As a result I have a Pavlovian aversion to the smell of Mr. Clean.

I don’t want to kill them, so I try banging the floor to make them run in the opposite direction. But they never run where I want them to; in fact, most of the time they run toward the banging. Dodging them can be dangerous: once I knocked over a lit lamp which nearly broke against the floor. The centipede made it onto my mattress. I bashed it to death with the butt of the lamp and stood quivering for half an hour before I summoned the courage to dispose of its body.

They are found all over the world. Some of them are unnaturally big and all of them are alarmingly fast. I don’t know anyone who doesn’t at least get the willies watching one shoot across the wall.

But we ought to leave them be. First and foremost, killing bugs that pose us no harm is downright nasty, and house centipedes aren’t dangerous: their fangs are rarely strong enough to break human skin. They look like big danger, and they are, but only to little things.

Second, they eat bad bugs–including bedbugs and roaches, which are less frightening than centipedes but more hateful. If various sketchy Internet sources are to be believed, the Japanese introduce them into their homes as a pest control measure. And judging by this clip, Japanese house centipedes are twice as large as ours.


deanwignell, “Attack of the Japanese Geji Geji: Part 1/2” (2008)

However, fearing the house centipede, which is both alien in appearance and Porsche-like in its mechanical efficiency, is a human reflex, and it takes more than knowledge to mitigate the fight or flight response. Sadly there are no anthropomorphic centipedes in Disney movies, and you don’t get to make a wish when you encounter one.

So I’ve been trying for the past year to conquer my coleoptrata phobia (a word I’ve yet to say out loud), recording my methods so that they may benefit other sufferers. YouTube has been invaluable.

Force Empathy

Watch videos of centipedes doing human things, like self-grooming (which indicates self-consciousness!). And whenever you can, take a good look at their eyes. They’re just dots, but that’s one-half of a smiley face.


JAGaleaffan, “Horrible Creature Caught & Observed” (2008)

Force Sympathy

If you can’t help killing the big guys, spare the babies first. They’re fairly cute — they look like little eyelashes — so it’s easy to develop a fondness for them. Once this happens, you’ll start to see the larger ones as parents. No one wants to be an orphan maker.


Flame060, “House Centipede” (2010)

Guilt Yourself

A dying centipede is a pathetic sight. It scrambles and then squirms helplessly until it gives up the ghost. No matter how much centipedes scare you, it’s hard to do away with them without feeling lousy about it.


MugenGoon, “After Effects of a House Centipede Sprayed by Raid MAX” (2008)

Think Of Them As Bodyguards

Apartment living makes you vulnerable to many nimble enemies: roaches are barbarians that invade your living space and have sex in your walls; termites munch voraciously and, with each bite, increase your chances of dying under a pile of rubble; bedbugs will ruin your life and they’re nearly immortal.

But centipedes are on your side. Their raison d’etre is smiting, and they smite brutally: They lasso prey with their bodies and gobble them up.


argoby, “House Centipede vs. Black Spider” (2009)

Morbid Fascination

Have you ever seen “Cloverfield?” It’s pretty good, but the ending is stupid because you actually see the monster and it’s just a dumb-looking CGI. Why didn’t the filmmakers enlarge a house centipede instead? They’re scarier-looking than any product of human artifice and they’re very easy to obtain.


Matt Reeves, “Cloverfield” (2008)

Expose Yourself

Don’t just look at pictures; make one your desktop image. Watch videos habitually. Trap one in a jar and keep it for a few days as a pet. Name it. Watch it from every angle and visit it first thing when you get home from work. Release it humanely and muster a pang of regret when you do.

Pet Centipede
centipedelover, “My Pet Centipede Grooms Himself” (2009)

Be Thankful

That you’re not dealing with these fuckers.


“Giant Centipede Eviscerates Mouse” (2006)

- Alexandra Molotkow

  • Lori Parker

    Commonly known as “ghetto bugs” in Kingston, ON – as they are supposedly more common in the student “ghetto”.

    As for the giant centipede… a friend of mine found one in his tent (on his leg) in AUS when we were working on a research project there. As biologists – we’re generally appreciative of most life forms (including giant centipedes – they’re pretty spectacular after all, and great food for birds), but he screamed like a grade 6 girl and hacked at it with a machete. I didn’t blame him!

  • Patsy

    Cockroaches are easy: We had a 10-rm house full of them, got rid of them in two weeks or so using boric acid powder. It needs to be ‘powdery’ enough to cling to their bodies.

    You sprinkle it in a line around all plumbing or electrical entrances, and of course wherever you have food or paper (books!). As an investment it’s well worth buying enough so they can’t escape it no matter where they run!

  • http://ryeberg.com/author/mary-gaitskill/ Mary Gaitskill

    A humane and helpful piece. Its hard for me not to kill them. Even though I just recently learned that they don’t bite. The next time I am poised with a shoe, ready to crush, I will remember this.

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Alexandra Molotkow is a senior editor at Hazlitt Magazine and was previously an associate editor at The Walrus. Her writing has appeared in Toronto Life, The Globe and Mail, Maisonneuve, the New York Times Magazine, and she wrote a weekly column for the Toronto Standard.