The word is herpetophobia. Fear of reptiles. But there doesn't seem to be a word for plain old hatred of reptiles.
That's the one I need. Without that word, I can't express the rage I feel when I contemplate vile beasts like Komodo Dragons. It's like trying to talk about Nixon without using the word motherfucker.
Turns out we owe the bastards our big brains and sharp eyes.