Five years ago today, Steve Irwin was killed by a stingray. I wrote a blog post in response to some of the reactions to his death, the ones that essentially said that Irwin was a reckless thrill-seeker whose death was poetic justice. I also had a few things to say about the rather patrician nature of wildlife conservation, and the class issues revealed by the criticisms of Irwin. I have to confess that I’m rather proud of that post; if you haven’t read it before, why don’t you read it now? I won’t mind.