Trying to avoid bear attacks is futile. To walk around acting like you probably won't be attacked by a bear in the very near future is pretty much the craziest thing I have heard in a seriously long time.
I recently walked past a seriously gay store in the seriously gay neighborhood I live in and spotted some awesome socks in the window. These socks were so awesome I just wanted them on my feet immediately, regardless of their sexual orientation.
I realize it is at this point that you are assuming that Internation Holy F@#king Sh*t Day is a day of some sort of global panic, a shared experience of extreme terror or something. However, this could not be further from the truth.
I suppose at this point you are wondering how I am, even though we have never actually met. This is because you are Hugh Jackman, a man who takes the time to wonder how his admirers are actually doing.