Crikey!
So in a twist of fate everybody's most hated/loved Australian animal activist was killed, not by a Crocidile (as Fate is indeed a cruel mistress of irony, alas), but by a stingray. Words cannot express anything more than the simple fact that a void has been created and it is time for someone else to burn in the spotlight for 15 minutes. Just remember that the angelic/demonic crocidiles bite back if you try to stick your thumb where it doesn't belong.