I’ll go armed.
If I am ever able to realize my secret if-i-were-filthy-rich fantasy, I would get a reasonably sized sailboat, a buncha provisions, and spend some serious time sailing the emerald sea. But, to avoid meeting this fate, I would go well armed. In addition, I would take precautions to avoid being surprised while I am sleeping or otherwise not paying attention. I don’t know if you can get proximity warning radar, but if you can’t I can improvise something. Or maybe the Mrs & I and any other friends/family who are sailing with us will take turns in the crow’s nest. Something.
Man I cannot imagine getting into a shooting battle with pirates. That is almost as frightening as just being in the ocean in a ship where I am the captain.
No matter how rich I get I think I will just let Carnivel do the cruisin’
Instead of pirate hunting, how’s about you take your boat to the bay around Richmond, CA & I’ll pay for the box of bullets & we’ll have a situation where you have a nice trip to the Pacific, we institute real “social justice” and our courts are clear of defense attorneys pleading cases for people who have no business existing in our society.
Sorry for the tone & off-topic venture, but those scum don’t deserve to live any more than pirates. Actually, much less.
Hey, link didn’t work on the post but did in the preview (although I had to take out the last quotation mark, which was kinda weird). http://minx.cc/?post=294096
oh wow
I saw that over on Balloon-Juice this morning. That is sickening. Cole asks “What the hell is wrong with people?” and I have no idea.