A Stern Dubuque Rebuke
U.S. Marines Free German-Owned Ship From Pirates
U.S. Marines early Thursday boarded and took control of a German-owned commercial vessel that had been attacked and captured by pirates, in what appeared to be the first American-led military boarding of its kind amid the recent surge in piracy along the east coast of Africa.
…It reportedly took the Marines an hour to subdue the pirates and retake the ship, the M/V Magellan Star, which had been attacked early Sept. 8. The nine captured pirates remain on the Magellan Star awaiting transfer. No shots were reported fired as Marines overtook the pirates, and no injuries or casualties were reported.
(And the weary cynic in me says “Great. Right up to where the judge lets the pirates go…“)
I don’t understand this concept of “captured pirates.”
“Recovered pirate corpses”, sure.
Or “pirates consigned to Davey Joneses locker to rot for ALLLLLL eternity”, or “Bingley’s T-Rex palate pleasing pulverized pirate circus peanut pah WITH bacon”, schmaybe.
But not “captured’.
There should be no trace of said pirates. Nothing but the faint whiff of the stench of burning flesh. Just my opinion, though.
R.O.E. my friends, besides it’s hard to shoot a stick figure who’s hands are in the air and crapping all over himself as seems was the case here.
Grab yourselves a full bottle of rum…
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me
We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We kidnap and ravage and don’t give a hoot
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me
We extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
Maraud and embezzle and even high-jack
Drink up me hearties yo ho
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me
We kindle and char, inflame and ignite
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We burn up the city, we’re really a fright
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We’re rascals, scoundrels, villains, and knaves
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We’re devils and black sheep, really bad eggs
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me
We’re beggars and blighters and ne’er do-well cads
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
Aye, but we’re loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
Well, heck, major dad, just let ’em go right then and there.
Without a boat or life jacket.
“Sir, we did not kill anyone! We just released them on their own recognisance, is all.”
Problem solved. With minimum ammunition expenditure.