Farewell, Lee Lin Chin

Day 7. 67 pages, 30,089 words.

Over the weekend we bade goodbye to an Australian icon. She’s not dead (don’t you dare!), but she has resigned[1] from the SBS news desk after thirty years bringing the most important news to our homes.

[1] Resigned, not retired. “Retirement is death” – Lee Lin Chin.

For the unfamiliar, SBS was always something of an outsider channel in my home as a kid, where ABC ruled. SBS was “the foreign channel” or “the world channel”, because it showed movies from all over the place (instead of just Australia, the UK, and the US), and its news had something of a global tilt even though it still covered the local stuff. I think after even ABC News started getting fluffy and pointless, SBS News retained its edge.

SBS was also the station that broadcast South Park. But that’s not important.

For as long as I can remember, although I’m sure I’d seen the SBS News once or twice before turning ten, Lee Lin Chin has been reading the news. There was something comforting and consistent about that. It was only later in life that I also realised what an excellent witty person she was, too.

How could any Australian say it better?

Check out her retrospective and final broadcast here, it’s well worth a watch.

And more of her (and her assistant writer’s) best tweets, which is another thing I never really appreciated because Twitter wasn’t a thing when I lived in Australia.

Good job, ma’am. Enjoy whatever comes next. I know you will.

– Posted from home in the early hours before work.

About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy. https://hatboy.blog/2013/12/17/metalude-who-are-creepy-and-hatboy/
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6 Responses to Farewell, Lee Lin Chin

  1. aaronthepatriot says:


    But I gotta say, and I’m more than egalitarian on this issue, there’s very little I want to hear about less than an old woman’s sex life. What do I like hearing about less? Old men’s sex lives. As far as stories that don’t involve human suffering [1] go, if I never heard about an old man’s sex life or libido again, I’d consider myself blessed.

    [1] Debatable!

    I realize, however, that’s kind of the point of her joke. Obviously.

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