Today I put on my Intrepid Reporter hat and provide this critical analysis of the biggest news of the week…
Yesterday the latest Wiggle News was announced: three of the four original members will retire at the end of the year and three young backing performers will step up to replace them. Jeff Fatt, Murray Cook and Greg Page will remain in behind-the-scenes capacities. Anthony, the Blue Wiggle, will carry on the show with the youngens and Captain Feathersword.
Click here for the official announcement.
It is hard to see the reason behind Sam’s bumping for Greg’s comeback under these circumstances. As self-appointed hard-hitting reporter on Wiggle dramas (I already critiqued WiggleGate1), I have questions.
How very fortuitous then, is this next delectable nugget:
Yesterday during a Twitter exchange discussing the latest Wiggle news between myself and a couple of others , we were tweeted by the blue Wiggle himself, Anthony Field. He unexpectedly jumped in to our Twitter conversation to personally respond to our musings. Quelle Surprise!
Seizing the opportunity like an internet Lois Lane, nay- a younger, obviously far more attractive Barbara Walters- only Twitchy of TwitchyCorner asks the hard questions (in the nicest possible way):
Okaaaaay. Anyone who’s seen the Today show interview (included in previous post link) may beg to differ- it’s a PR train wreck of grand proportion.
Conspiracy theories abound. People are upset for Sam again, as he is not part of the new line up (maybe he’s relieved?) Will the juggernaut’s popularity survive this? Who knows if we’ll ever know the truth behind the story. Who knows if we’ll ever care enough, or care hold our attention long enough to find out?
Last night, it was suggested to me a tweep who works in local papers that my intrepid tweet exchange would likely be splashed all over the mainstream media. First I was a little freaked out so I went back and deleted a couple of iffy things in my feed. Then I worried about the whole Pineapple Juice benefits discussion from earlier that day setting the wrong tone. Then I sighed the sigh of an internet chicken relieved to have a pseudonym. Then I went to sleep.
This morning, I arose with the hope and expectation of impending infamy. Only NOTHING OF THE SORT OCCURRED- the nerve! Here I was finally prepared for my five minutes of glorious, internet attention-whoring satisfaction… but it never happened. Even though The Age could’ve slotted it perfectly into their piece this morning describing the new line-up and Anthony’s previous lack of diplomatic skills during WiggleGate1. How unprofessional of them.
Now as this Friday blends me back into the abyss of suburban anonymity, of headcolds and tantrumming five year olds, what I want to know is, who do I sue?
Twitchy of TwitchyCorner, signing off. Back to you…
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