I’m Sorry About Steve Irwin
In my childhood I was fond of catching nonpoisonous snakes (I used to scare the other girls--such charm I had), so I know a little about handling them; plus I really like snakes. I do remember that "10 Most Poisonous Snakes" episode! I turned it off. Of course I had to believe that Irwin knew what he was doing but I really don't need even the impression of danger to liven things up. Having been charged by a black bear as a young girl (age 7 or 8, I think) I have very mixed feelings about Treadwell, too. I won't deny that both had courage, at least.
Truly. Very, very sorry.
I have dial-up (and a headache!) so if my post illogically crosses someone else’s that’s probably why. I'm just saying. Because I don’t want to continue this discussion over at poor PZ’s site.
Things got weird fast and I’m terribly sorry for my part in it. No, I did not sleep well. I feel perfectly awful about it.
Spare PZ and the others and have off-topic brainfahrts about something I’ve said that pisses you off here, okay? Or start your own blog.
Emotions are running high about Irwin’s death and naturally I was horrified at the news. I cannot say that I was surprised; however, people have made it clear to me that his death was a freak accident rather than the result of reckless behavior and I understand that now.
If anyone was reckless it was me, and while I appreciate people trying to defend me, perhaps I don’t deserve defending and it’s time to drop it. (But nor do I deserve someone scaring the living hell out of me.) I will listen to reason.
And reason is what we’re all interested in, right?
UPDATED: And peace, Truth Machine, wherever you are.