Monday, September 04, 2006

About time?

I don't wish people dead. Really. But anyone who has spent much time talking with me probably won't be surprised at my stance here.

Steve Irwin is dead. My heart goes out to his children. I feel sympathy for his wife. But I am not sorry that he is gone. Especially considering the manner/circumstances in which he purportedly passed.

I have maintained for years now that this man lacked the fundamental respect necessary for relating to animals. Wild animals, in particular. He may have loved animals (I'm not sure one way or another on that). Certainly he educated people about them, and developed some good methods for dealing with them in captivity. But I have been predicting (hoping? such an awful thing to consider, but probably true if I'm honest with myself) that his lack of respect for animals in their own habitat would get him killed, and apparently that it the case.

Anyone who has watched any show of his on tv is familiar with his exclamation of, "Crikey!" But many people ignored or didn't consider the way he treated the wild animals his show often featured. Don't get me wrong - I am all for relocating animals (such as the crocs he often dealt with) rather than killing or capturing them. But plunging into the brush, grabbing unsuspecting denizens, pulling them away from home and family, and putting them on camera unwilling and unprepared? Disgraceful. Deplorable. Despicable. No living individual deserves that kind of treatment. And he did it on a regular basis. And there is no forgetting the infamous baby incident. If such shenanigans don't demonstrate a basic lack of respect for the other (non-human) animal involved in the scenario, I don't know what does.

I always thought it would be a snake or croc or poisonous insect that did him in, but I was obviously mistaken. All the standby medical assistance and antivenom caches in the world won't guard against a stingray barb to the chest.

The lesson here: all our human abilities to plan and prepare and reason are not enough to protect us from the world. Nothing is. And fucking with the other inhabitants of said world, even in the name of education and science, is a stupid undertaking if you don't properly respect their sovereign rights as individuals that may or may not act in predictable ways.

Goodbye, Steve. May your passing be a lesson to the current bunch of imitators you have spawned on Animal Planet and God knows where else.

5 comments:

katiedid said...

Seriously, sometimes we think so alike it's downright scary. My fundamental problem with him was always that you watch him on TV, and end up rooting against YOUR OWN SPECIES. Good lord, how awful is that? You just end up rooting for the crocodile or what have you, and that's not good to say the least. His death is still sad, and certainly I feel for his family, but... god, that's just one of those lessons you learn when you're, like, three years old. Don't mess with the animals, they are not under your control.

Trina said...

Katie, I'm having an American Tale moment here. "Somewhere out there" you and I were both watching tv, yelling "bite him!" or something similar at the exact same time...

And yes, Aunt Jane, I have a good idea where that comes from. I'm a self-acknowledged goober :~D

Anonymous said...

Hah, Trina again, fancy that.
Anyway, what an interesting read. I think a lot of people felt the way you do about Steve Irwin, but when someone passes...a lot is forgiven.

I didn't see a lot of rememberance of some of his...*cough* tomfoolery, but rather a lot of pictures of him with family and friends, being a bang-up dad, son, animal lover...all that jazz.

I think it's important to remember the whole 'everything happens for a reason' stuff at a time like this ;)

Anyway, good read.

Anonymous said...

I hope you fucking die you asshole.

Steve's an awesome guy, and you'll burn for these words.

Trina said...

Anon - Unless there are some *major* scientific advances in the relatively near future, you won't be hoping in vain.

As for burning, I don't think that's up to you. Unless you're the kind of psycho who wants to track me down and cause it to happen in the here and now.