The only honorable way to bury a whale.
It is never funny when a whale dies. Whales are large, powerful and beautiful. They should be celebrated and respected. But, unfortunately, they die eventually. Our largest cousins usually just sink to the ocean floor after they pass, but occasionally there’s an unplanned wake on the beach.
That is exactly what happened in Florence, OR one sunny afternoon. On 12 November, 1970, a huge sperm whale was just sitting, dead, on the beach. Because of the rarity of beached whales there, nobody was prepared to deal with the corpse. So it was decided to follow in the footsteps of the great minds of the modern era and solve this problem like men, like AMERICANS. Half a ton of dynamite. Damn straight.
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No one knows if whales drift towards shore with their last dying strokes. I do know this for sure, though: if I were given the choice of sinking to the ocean floor to be eaten by clams or squid vs. being BLOWN UP AND CRUSHING A CAR, I would choose the latter. What about you?
