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One of the English girls at work yesterday became upset when she learnt that Steve Irwin had died. I was telling this to my step mother last night and she gave me a rather blank look. Conversation went like this:
ME: Steve Irwin? You know, the Crocodile Hunter from Australia?
SM: Oh yes.. I know the one.
He was also called Crocodile Dundee, right?
ME: No, that was a movie. Steve Irwin was the one who took his baby with him to feed the crocodiles.
SM: Oh yes... I remember that news story.
As great as old Steve was at promoting Australia, even he was not mighty enough to penetrate the pop-culture vacuum that I currently live in. But excuse me, I must go to work now and continue the explanation about how swimming off the Queensland coast really isn't that dangerous.
ME: Steve Irwin? You know, the Crocodile Hunter from Australia?
SM: Oh yes.. I know the one.
He was also called Crocodile Dundee, right?
ME: No, that was a movie. Steve Irwin was the one who took his baby with him to feed the crocodiles.
SM: Oh yes... I remember that news story.
As great as old Steve was at promoting Australia, even he was not mighty enough to penetrate the pop-culture vacuum that I currently live in. But excuse me, I must go to work now and continue the explanation about how swimming off the Queensland coast really isn't that dangerous.