Cheers, mate
Sep. 4th, 2006 10:56 amSo, I open up livejournal to see about ten million copies of OMG HOLY SHIT STEVE IRWIN DIES IN HIGHLY PREDICTABLE MANNER entries.
Joking aside, I have to reiterate
ironavatar's sentiment verbatim:
Also, a footnote from
sapphorama:
anzovin also pointed out that the real sad part about it is that he does leave behind two young children. The little one is probably too young to be able to remember him later on, but his daughter's around 8 right now... I don't know. Some would say, indeed that cavorting around with poisonous creatures is highly irresponsible behavior for a father of two, but one could say the same of running into burning buildings and busting up drug rings and "protecting the country", but no one's criticizing firefighters and cops and soldiers for having families. Steve Irwin might have been just ridiculous enough to make him sort of the national joke of Australia, but in between the Crikeys he really was working towards getting his entire audience to wake up to the beauty and diversity of Nature's creatures. I mean, the man made millions off his Croc Hunter days - and he still went went to work every day as head of Australia's national zoo. That's passion for you. His death isn't tragic, it's more heroic than anything else. Tragic would be if he got run over by a bus. A precious few of us will die doing something we love or believe in, so the few that do should be respected and honored.
Cheers mate. You'll be missed.
(well, maybe not by the snakes you poked with sticks.)
Joking aside, I have to reiterate
On reflection, perhaps Steve Irwin didn't have the greatest life expectancy on the planet. He truly was one of the maddest buggers on the planet and to be quite honest; if we all cared for the world and the creatures that live on it with as much passion as Steve Irwin did, we would probably not be screwing it up so badly.
Also, a footnote from
I reckon he was a wonderful advertisement for passionate, fearless living. Thank Elvis for people like him.
Cheers mate. You'll be missed.
(well, maybe not by the snakes you poked with sticks.)