The Mighty Aaargh Take A Fall
This whole pirate saga was driving me crazy until I got the good news that Navy Seal Team snipers put some well earned bullets into the penny ante pirates of Somalia and Western Africa.
This whole idea that a bunch of ninnies in a launch craft, armed with a couple of rifles and a grappling hook could steal a freighter, or any other large seagoing vessel, and then demand ransom, is patently absurd.
Here was the problem in a nutshell. Seaman on these vessels were not permitted to have guns themselves, or any way to defend themselves as they passed these waters, where kidnapping and piracy have gone on for years. (The United Nations was right on top of this, as usual.)
As a result, hundreds of acts of piracy have gone on, and mega millions in ransoms have been paid. And in the midst of all this mayhem the Government tried talking, talking, and talking. Then, finally, shots were fired, and the whole pirate world went topsy turvy.
3 mooks are dead, dead, dead, and a fourth is going somewhere, possibly jail in Africa, which is worse than death. So…the big question is: Do the mooks get it now? Are they going to try more kidnapping and piracy?
Possibly.
But now that the black shadow of Navy Seal Teams has been introduced, maybe the pirates are going to find a new line of work. (Which is what I would advise.) Their chances of winning a firefight with the Seals is very, very slim indeed. On the Big Vegas Board they would come off as 500-1, if the odds they got were good.
But once again, the Americans were the only country to act. The mighty Europeans paid ransom, as well as the many other countries around the world. This lesson ought not be forgotten in Washington, who breathlessly reported on the Obama’s new dog. Good thing the American press has its priorities straight, as usual.
The only way this situation with the pirates could have gotten any better was if the pirates had been captured alive, tried on ship, and been forced to walk the plank after a touch of bloody chum had been dumped overboard.
That would have been real pirate justice. Aaargh!
An email over the weekend pnce again proved my theory that mooks don’t like electricity, especially if you have it in your hand. Steve was having a smoke in his backyard when he saw a couple of mooks creeping his neighbors house. He walked into his garage, picked up his Stun Master 775, and walked into their backyard.
http://www.bigkahunasecurity.com/stunmaster775.htm
He called out to the mooks, and turned on the 775. The cackle froze the mooks in their place, and then he told them to get the hell out of the neighborhood. They didn’t waste any time moving, with one of them hurdling the fence like a grack and field star.
Like I’ve said many times before, sometimes all it takes is a display of power, not any actual use. Mooks don’t plan on anyone interrupting the scenario, as they see it. Sound can throw their game way off track, and that can be a personal alarm, an electronic whistle, or the cackle of a stun gun.
But you have to have one or the other in order to play the game.
Stay aware, alert, and have a plan.
Aloha kaua,
Nui (Big) Kahuna
