About this user
Hi! My name's Stan, but many people liked to call me "dickhead."
I was an "oxygen thief" between May 1947 & July 2007, during that time I occupied the radio & TV airwaves from Sydney to spew my vile, "half-wit", prejudiced views upon the general public, with no respect for contrary opinion.
You may remember my intellectual insights during long stints on 2UE from 1987, when a fellow xenophobe -- Alan Jones -- helped kick start my career, becoming his producer (of shite). I then went on to present Late Nights, with my show being networked throughout New South Wales, reaching more bogan ears then ever before!
I found radio just didn't provide enough time to express my sexist & general right-wing rantings, so when Channel TEN executives smoked sufficient amounts of "wacky-tobaccy", they threw me the Beauty And The Beast hosting gig, thus becoming the longest serving presenter in the shows' history.
In 2003, I travelled to Melbourne to bury 3AW further into the gutter, but not long after the public (& the station staff) chased me back up the Hume (I didn't like their way, so I took the highway) to Sydney, the home of ignorant, ill-informed opinion to do another stint at 2UE... Arrr, I was home again.
But then in 2007, I died of an "aggressive brain tumour". It wasn't fair because I thought *I* was the aggressive brain tumour... Anyway, when I died the Sydney media were lauding me with compliments, honours & saying things like, "it was all an act," & that I wasn't a pig after all. Even Father Tony Biviano said at my funeral that he saw me "as something of a shy man," & that radio allowed me "to become another Stan"... Suffice to say, I didn't really know Tony too well.
So know this people, you can be an arsehole all your life, but come out smelling roses simply because you're dead.
Peace
