honeyisfunny wrote:Germaine Greer can kiss my fucking ass.

Totally. Fuck that bitter old wind farmer.

There were some pretty good responses on the Grauniad letters page the day after she stuck the boot in.

Fuck you Germaine Greer. At least Steve Irwin never went on Celebrity Big Brother.

night_tools wrote:Totally. Fuck that bitter old wind farmer.

Agreed.

What is even more bizarre is this article: http://newsvote.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/magazine/5326802.stm?dynamic_vote=ON#vote_5319478

and I'm sad to say current opinion is that 48% of voters think the video of Steve Irwin's death should be shown. I suspect that these 48% mainly consist of people who spend their days checking out youtube to see what happens if you mix diet coke and mentos. Stupidos.

All in all, the media coverage of this in the UK seems to have been pretty tasteless.[/url]

I think thats pretty fuckin sick. How could anyone wish to watch this mans life be ended by a stingray??? Fucking shit heads. How could anyone even consider this a question to put forward?

Talking in a room full of voyeurs:

There are many aspects of this that I've found profoundly affecting. A few weeks ago, my son and I were having a thrash on gat + drums in my lounge, and the telly was on in the corner of the room, Steve's show was on. Suddenly, there was this look of profound grief on his face, and it was that genuine, piercing sadness that throws a blanket of stillness on the surroundings - my son and I stopped involuntarily, and both looked at each other, and turned our attention to what was happening in the box. A crocodile at Steve's zoo called Mary that Steve felt a strong attachment to, had been found floating still in its pond, and Steve had gone to investigate and found her dead. With the love of a man for a great mate, he gently lifted Mary's corpse from the water and pulled her up onto the grass, and he wept like I have never seen a person weep outside of my personal sphere. He was deeply heatbroken. My son and I both suddenly found ourselves crying too, for him and the very real pain he was feeling - it was shocking in comparison to the tepid bathwater of feelings broadcast in manicured american tones that otherwise fill the airwaves of the western world. All the important points of the sequence were shot in one unedited take, and this indicates that Steve obviously felt it very important that the event be shown in the context they occurred, because reality doesn't edit for impact. To hell with the voyeur aspect of the shot - it went beyond that because it was real and showed reverence and love being displayed toward one of the worlds' last great ancient predators. This made at least me and my eight-year-old feel very strongly about the relative apathy of the world toward life - we've both suddenly become very opposed to it.
When I look at everything I'm told to value by everything that isn't a friend or family member, I generally see a world with it's head so far up it's own cynical ass that it looks like an M.C.Escher nightmare. Generally speaking, we live and breathe the most trivial shit, we're a race of collective adolescents making sure we get what we want because we're what's important. We have not taken the steps toward collective emotional adulthood that we need to to survive - the human race shows a reluctance to bite the bullet and do the challenging things that kids need to do to turn into grownups.
Steve suddenly became to me a positive example of the sort of larger awareness activism that needs to occur, and I found myself enjoying the fact that he rubbed his guiding imperative in peoples faces in a way that made them take notice of their world. His style wasn't entirely to my taste, but I really loved what he was doing - giving people an enthusiasm for, and interest in, the life around them that shapes their world.
On tuesday someone offhandedly told me that Irwin had died - honestly, it really threw me. At home that night I cried my heart out, and I couldn't do a damn thing about the sadness I felt but cry more. That said, I'm really glad Steve lived and did the things he did, and that's why I think his death is a sad thing.

Germaine Greer's comments = irrelevant. Regarding the possibility of broadcasting his death: there's a big difference between showing a man crying over a dead crocodile and showing a man, father, and husband being killed - personally I hope it doesn't happen, despite his comment that if he died on location, "keep the cameras rolling".

Seeya Steve mate.

skinny honkie wrote:Talking in a room full of voyeurs:

There are many aspects of this that I've found profoundly affecting. A few weeks ago, my son and I were having a thrash on gat + drums in my lounge, and the telly was on in the corner of the room, Steve's show was on. Suddenly, there was this look of profound grief on his face, and it was that genuine, piercing sadness that throws a blanket of stillness on the surroundings - my son and I stopped involuntarily, and both looked at each other, and turned our attention to what was happening in the box. A crocodile at Steve's zoo called Mary that Steve felt a strong attachment to, had been found floating still in its pond, and Steve had gone to investigate and found her dead. With the love of a man for a great mate, he gently lifted Mary's corpse from the water and pulled her up onto the grass, and he wept like I have never seen a person weep outside of my personal sphere. He was deeply heatbroken. My son and I both suddenly found ourselves crying too, for him and the very real pain he was feeling - it was shocking in comparison to the tepid bathwater of feelings broadcast in manicured american tones that otherwise fill the airwaves of the western world. All the important points of the sequence were shot in one unedited take, and this indicates that Steve obviously felt it very important that the event be shown in the context they occurred, because reality doesn't edit for impact. To hell with the voyeur aspect of the shot - it went beyond that because it was real and showed reverence and love being displayed toward one of the worlds' last great ancient predators. This made at least me and my eight-year-old feel very strongly about the relative apathy of the world toward life - we've both suddenly become very opposed to it.
When I look at everything I'm told to value by everything that isn't a friend or family member, I generally see a world with it's head so far up it's own cynical ass that it looks like an M.C.Escher nightmare. Generally speaking, we live and breathe the most trivial shit, we're a race of collective adolescents making sure we get what we want because we're what's important. We have not taken the steps toward collective emotional adulthood that we need to to survive - the human race shows a reluctance to bite the bullet and do the challenging things that kids need to do to turn into grownups.
Steve suddenly became to me a positive example of the sort of larger awareness activism that needs to occur, and I found myself enjoying the fact that he rubbed his guiding imperative in peoples faces in a way that made them take notice of their world. His style wasn't entirely to my taste, but I really loved what he was doing - giving people an enthusiasm for, and interest in, the life around them that shapes their world.
On tuesday someone offhandedly told me that Irwin had died - honestly, it really threw me. At home that night I cried my heart out, and I couldn't do a damn thing about the sadness I felt but cry more. That said, I'm really glad Steve lived and did the things he did, and that's why I think his death is a sad thing.

Germaine Greer's comments = irrelevant. Regarding the possibility of broadcasting his death: there's a big difference between showing a man crying over a dead crocodile and showing a man, father, and husband being killed - personally I hope it doesn't happen, despite his comment that if he died on location, "keep the cameras rolling".

Seeya Steve mate.

Anyone ever tell you you cry an awful lot for a guy?
'then I couldn't find my socks....I wept like never before'
'When I got there, the post office was closed. Needless to say I cried my heart out for a good hour right there on the street'
'I saw two dogs fucking in the park. It made me realize how beautiful life was and, yup you guess it....I cried like a baby'

No.

2c laugh bro.

Some people have taken Irwin's death a little too badly.

Up to 11 stingrays have been found dead and mutilated on Australia's eastern coast since the Crocodile Hunter's death, prompting fears that Irwin's fans are exacting their revenge on the normally docile fish.

Wow. I understand it all now. Steve Irwin IS Australia's Lady Diana.

Bill Maher had a good line this week. Something along the lines of "they are called stingrays."

Rimbaud III wrote:Some people have taken Irwin's death a little too badly.

Holy shit some people are idiots.

http://www.cnn.com/2006/US/10/19/stingr ... cnn_latest

What're the odds?