Newspaper article Sunshine Coast Daily (Maroochydore, Australia)

Favouring Curry Shared with Oprah

Newspaper article Sunshine Coast Daily (Maroochydore, Australia)

Favouring Curry Shared with Oprah

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I WENT to California once. Nobody cared.

Oprah Winfrey comes to Australia and the whole country goes ga ga.

Well, perhaps you might not have been swept orgasmically away by the news but the tourism heavies were. So were a lot of other important people in the country.

Personally, I'm excited.

I've always loved Oprah, still do despite reading the meanly written Oprah biography by Kitty Kelley, who paints a less than lovely picture about our dearest Oprah.

Kitty Kelley can say what she likes about Oprah's (a) controlling nature, (b) lack of off-camera warmth, and (c) big bum, but I still love and admire that fabulous woman.

Who else in the world could cause an entire country to collectively quiver with anticipation just at the thought bestowing a visit upon them?

Royalty, celebrities, humanitarians, even the biggest movie star in the world, could not cause such overall ecstasy. Brad and Angelina could visit Australia and swan freely among us sans bodyguards, and while some might swoon, I doubt it would make the entire country froth with excitement.

Watching Oprah announce her Australian visit on her show was proof of the woman's enormous star power. What other talk show host could whip up an audience into such a frenzy? What other person could get a great big chunk of Qantas plane to glide on to the set and then have the dashing John Travolta step out?

I tried to count the number of times Oprah shouted "We're going to AUSTRALIA" but it was impossible. I couldn't concentrate for the mass of women in the audience wetting their pants.

As many an Australian commentator noted after the news was announced, most of those frenzied people in Oprah's audience wouldn't even know where Australia was. They probably thought they were all going to fly off with John Travolta to Austria which was somewhere near Switzerland. Or was that Siberia? No, probably Sweden.

(It's not so funny. I met an intelligent man in France last year who not only had no clue where New Zealand was, he did not even know it existed. Poor New Zealand suffers more of an identity crisis than us if that's some comfort.)

Here's a question for you. …

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