Enough already...
... I've tried to keep quiet about it. I've tried not to speak ill of the dead. After all, with the way everyone's going on about it I'd probably be dragged out into the street and strung up as an example to the rest of society. But I can't keep silent any longer! I have something to say.
My life is in no way, shape or form affected by the death of Steve Irwin. I'm sorry if this upsets anyone, but it's just the truth, plain and simple.
Honestly, I planned on keeping my head down and my mouth shut until all the broo-ha-ha had blown over, but it doesn't seem like that's going to happen any time soon. First there was the news coverage, then the thousands of people gathering at his animal park. That was followed by his funeral and then by his memorial service. It just keeps going on and on! At this rate the first anniversary of his death will have come around before they all stop!
I know I seem cold-hearted, but lets be honest. None of us were really that impressed with him when he was alive. Okay, so maybe the Americans were, but we Aussies pretty much just tolerated him. The fact that he died really doesn't change that, and I refuse to be a hypocrite and start declaring myself "heartbroken" now he's gone. He was a twit! A harmless twit, sure, but a twit none-the-less.
I mean it was only a year or two ago that we were all screaming for his blood when he dangled that poor son of his over a croc! Lets face it, he didn't have the best track record when it came to being responsible. So the fact that he was killed by one of the wild animals he kept insisting on hugging/kissing/wrestling/fondling at every given opportunity? Not really that big a surprise. Of course I always assumed, along with most people, that it'd be a crocodile that'd take him out.
So I'm going to make a plea on behalf of all of us who really don't give a rats. Please stop with all the mourning for Steve Irwin. Sure, it's sad and I'm sorry for his family, but I think the 24/7 media coverage is really going a wee bit over the top...
My life is in no way, shape or form affected by the death of Steve Irwin. I'm sorry if this upsets anyone, but it's just the truth, plain and simple.
Honestly, I planned on keeping my head down and my mouth shut until all the broo-ha-ha had blown over, but it doesn't seem like that's going to happen any time soon. First there was the news coverage, then the thousands of people gathering at his animal park. That was followed by his funeral and then by his memorial service. It just keeps going on and on! At this rate the first anniversary of his death will have come around before they all stop!
I know I seem cold-hearted, but lets be honest. None of us were really that impressed with him when he was alive. Okay, so maybe the Americans were, but we Aussies pretty much just tolerated him. The fact that he died really doesn't change that, and I refuse to be a hypocrite and start declaring myself "heartbroken" now he's gone. He was a twit! A harmless twit, sure, but a twit none-the-less.
I mean it was only a year or two ago that we were all screaming for his blood when he dangled that poor son of his over a croc! Lets face it, he didn't have the best track record when it came to being responsible. So the fact that he was killed by one of the wild animals he kept insisting on hugging/kissing/wrestling/fondling at every given opportunity? Not really that big a surprise. Of course I always assumed, along with most people, that it'd be a crocodile that'd take him out.
So I'm going to make a plea on behalf of all of us who really don't give a rats. Please stop with all the mourning for Steve Irwin. Sure, it's sad and I'm sorry for his family, but I think the 24/7 media coverage is really going a wee bit over the top...
posted by Kelstar at 11:55 AM
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