Life with Uncle Dave

I’m a crotchety old Man living on Social Security and my wits in a trailer in the woods of Alabama. In this Blog you are likely to find ponderings and complaints about medical treatment in America, Stories about my friends and family, Rants about the economy and lots of stuff about J. Edgar Dogg, my best friend and the dumbest animal in Alabama.

Monday, September 11, 2006

He's Gone... No Longer to Annoy Animals



Turns out I was wrong about Steve Erwin. I always assumed his fate was to be alligator or crocodile excrement.

There are people in the world that (for the betterment of mankind) are to dangerous or stupid to be allowed to live, as by living the life they choose in a most public venue they set a very bad example for the most impressionable among us.

We owe it to posterity to set an example for our progeny that if followed won’t get them killed. There are exceptions to this rule, but none of them end with said offspring becoming menu items or targets of primal vengeance.

Steve Erwin is dead and in his dying he has set a much better example for our children than he ever did by living. In life he showed that taking foolish dangerous chances was fun and exciting. In death he showed that taking foolish dangerous chances will get you killed. I hope the other celebrities who follow in his footsteps learn from his precedent or they will probably set the same example themselves, preferable, if they must, before they incite more of our young to die while handling poisonous snakes or wrestling alligators.

Could this have been pay-back for taking his one month old baby into the crocodile pen? I sincerely hope whatever was in Mr. Erwin that caused him to do these sorts of things was not hereditary.

Karma, is equal opportunity but none the less she can be a bitch. If you survive doing spectacularly dangerous things in a community forum, it stands to reason that the one you don’t survive will be a public moment as well.

If you keep on sticking your sausage into the sausage grinder just out of reach of the blades your sausage will eventually become Sausage.

You want to live an exciting life? Ride a skateboard down a hill, Sky-Dive, Bungee-Jump, do back flips off the high board but don’t go around angering beasts with big sharp teeth, poisonous fangs or claws. You may think it’s fun, but at best it is most annoying to the beasts. Our natural fears of such things may be pre-historic in origin, but they exist for good reason, don’t ignore them.

Uncle Dave

4 Comments:

At September 11, 2006 5:38 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Don't tell country Australians that, many view him as a man who became rich from tormenting animals.

 
At September 11, 2006 6:28 AM, Blogger Have Myelin? said...

I did think he was a man who tread in dangerous waters so to speak...

 
At September 11, 2006 3:16 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Joyce thinks the crocodiles paid the stingray to assassinate him.

 
At September 11, 2006 11:32 PM, Blogger Uncle Dave said...

I don't think a stingray would do a thing like that for money.

Maybe they just saw him as annoying as the rest of us did.

 

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