Today, off the coast of Africa, Somalian pirates hijacked a Ukranian freighter loaded with weapons.
You can't make this stuff up. This is like something out of a bad Tom Clancy novel. God has such a sense of humor. Here is the New York Times write-up on this. I think it's hysterical because the plain, old fashioned piratical talk is just put out there like it's Obama or Palin speaking.
Okay but first of all:
"Ukrainian freighter loaded with tanks, artillery, grenade launchers and ammunition"
What the heck? Ukrainians? Really? This is way too good to be true.
Also:
Mr. Sugule spoke on everything from what the pirates wanted (“just money”) to why they were doing this (“to stop illegal fishing and dumping in our waters”) to what they had to eat on board (rice, meat, bread, spaghetti, “you know, normal human-being food”).
"Just money," and "normal human-being food" - I laughed so hard it hurt.
And best of all, then the New York Times asked why they stopped it. This is the funniest thing I've heard in a month of Mondays.
"'We just saw a big ship,' the pirates’ spokesman, Sugule Ali, said in a telephone interview. 'So we stopped it.'"
First of all - oh my freaking gosh, that's amazing. Second of all - spokesman? Seriously? Can you imagine that conversation: "Can I talk to your spokesman?" "Um, yes, let me get him for you . . ." Whispers to friends with a hand over the receiver - "We have a spokesman? I don't know either but this American is asking for him!"
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