Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Got my Torch

I'm only joining the throng of peasants heading for the windmill that Germaine Greer wandered into by saying some pretty shitty things about Steve Irwin's, aka The Crocodile Hunter's, accidental death via a freak strike by a stingray.

To dance gleefully on the grave of a man who has done so much for the conservancy of animal habitats and the education of thousands in regards to wild animals, who was a father of small children left behind, not to mention a widow, because she's happy the animals won't "have their space invaded" or be "depressed" over his handling of them, is so deeply misguided and full of hatred, you wonder if she should be taken in for evaluation to make sure she's not a danger to herself and others.

Apparently she's been forging a reputation as an utter crank for a while now. It's been pointed out during this episode that she's opined that "J.R.R. Tolkien's 'Lord of the Rings' trilogy [attracts] 'spaced-out hippies, environmentalists, free-market libertarians, social conservatives, pacifists, new-age theosophists, sexists and racists the world over'."

My first thought is ... who does that leave?

My second thought is if her misinterpretation of what The Lord of the Rings is really about is that vast, does she have the ability to judge anything cogently? Let's all hoist a cold one and shout, "Hell no!"

Anyway, if you've ever wondered what would it be like if that cranky, mean old person on the block who opens the door on Halloween trick-or-treaters only to tell them she has no candy and to get their snotty noses out of her face and then slam the door - if this person had somehow managed to become part of the established/respected intelligentsia and were allowed to air her moldy mind in pubic, you now have your answer.

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