I see your point, Deadend, about different perspectives on sharks, but is your definition of diving in the 'real world' limited to those who spearfish? I don't spearfish, but I regard my diving as just as 'real world' as those who do - and certainly when I'm diving locally in Sydney and encounter sharks I'm not on a 'tourist dive'. That's my home turf, just as it is when I'm swimming on my local beach, walking to my local shops, or hiking in my local national park. I might not be hunting, or earning food or income, but I'm still part of the 'real world'.
I don't regard them as 'cute and cuddly' and never have. I am a tremendous enthusiast for animals and the natural world, and that has led me to really despise anthropomorphism. Sharks are an apex predator, and I respect them as such. If I were hunting on the veldt, and I happened to have a zebra strapped to a packhorse, I'd certainly have a respect for lions as a threat not only to my prey, but to myself as well - and I'd react accordingly. Nature is indeed red in tooth and claw, but appreciating that doesn't mean not appreciating its beauty...some of the greatest admirers and writers of the natural world have been hunters.
I respect and admire sharks - and, as I said above in a post, all my interactions with them have been peaceful and very interesting. That doesn't mean I'm going to snuggle up to a mako, try to hitch a ride on a great white or - here in Oz - tease a wobbegong and grab its fins. I treat them with the respect I would a lion, an orca or a tiger. Sharks might still pose a potential threat - more slight to me than to you, perhaps, because of the nature of the diving in which I egnage, but that doesn't mean I don't find them both beautiful and fascinating.