I have a pet hate. Actually it's more than a pet hate. I really hate it. _National mourning_ that is. I just don't get it. To me, mourning is by its very nature a private process, or something shared between close relatives/friends mourning another close relative/friend. Diana started all this of course. I remember virtually being ostracised at my work place for refusing to _mourn_. How can you genuinely mourn someone you don't know? Sympathy for their death, yes, but proper mourning?
Anyhow, I'm sure plenty don't agree with me, but I couldn't help laughing at the Prime Minister addressing the nation at his funeral, an army of yellow flower carrying, khaki clad men standing in the shape of Steve's catchphrase word "Crickey!" and then forcing the poor little animals below to stand and mourn him.
![mourning](
http://www.stroudgreen.org/pics/crocs.jpg)
RIP Mr Irwin, but the attention seeking nonsense of a collective nation in these situations is worrylingly a growing trend. Right, rant over. The forums were a bit quite so thought i'd pipe up.
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Er... Antagonising dangerous animals?