Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.--Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
REDIRECT ALERT! (Scroll down past this mess if you're trying to read an archived post. Thanks. No, really, thanks.)
Due to my inability to control my temper and complacently accept continued silliness with not-quite-as-reliable-as-it-ought-to-be Blogger/Blogspot, your beloved Possumblog will now waddle across the Information Dirt Road and park its prehensile tail at http://possumblog.mu.nu.
This site will remain in place as a backup in case Munuvia gets hit by a bus or something, but I don't think they have as much trouble with this as some places do. ::cough::blogspot::cough:: So click here and adjust your links. I apologize for the inconvenience, but it's one of those things.
Friday, January 02, 2004
Wacko Jacko's Antipode Counterpart--Irwin Takes Baby to Crocodile Feeding
Seems the wound-much-too-tight Crocodile Hunter Steve Irwin decided to introduce his baby into the act, holding it while he was feeding a lovely Bruce croc some yardbird.
I saw the video of this on the news this morning, and I have to tell you that anyone who plays with crocs is a bit daft to begin with, but to allow yourself to be so overcome by your own sense of invincibility around giant reptiles as to allow your own infant child to accompany you on such forays is beyond stupid.
I'm sure he will trot out the exact same excuses Jackson did when he dangled his baby over the balcony in Germany (although in a much deeper voice) but the act was still intolerably asinine.
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