Ricky Bobby was the prince. Quick witted, well spoken, outspoken, charmingly irreverent – Graham Kennedy reincarnate.
But as he waited for his turn to ridicule society, society moved on.
In the post-Trump world where reality and satire have blurred, is there still a place for social critique in Australia?
Is there still a place where families can sit in front of the telly for some informative news and meth-based humour?
Is there still a place for Ricky Bobby?