Crikey! I’m a pop culture hero instead of a joke on South Park!

Fuck Steve Irwin and his need to dominate animals. I never liked the guy, and I find his death by a relatively innocuous animal to be more than a little poetic.

However, he long ago said he wanted to have his death shown, if it happened and was filmed during one of his adventures. He wanted people to understand the nature of what he did, to know that he died doing what he loved, and to underscore that interactions with the natural world carry a level of uncertainty and danger.

I can respect that. So let’s see the damn film and quit being so squeamish, y’all. It was the man’s express wish.

While we’re at it, I think Americans need to see a little more actual, closeup death on their TV screens and a little less sanitized stuff. Let’s make ogrish.com the background to Katie Couric’s newscasts from now on.

I’m kinda hating on the world tonight, for a reason I can’t divulge, and I don’t care who knows it. I’m in a Robinson Jeffers kinda mood. Blow the fucker up and I’ll be happy to fry with the rest of creation.