Today’s post comes from the renegade skipper of the pirate ship Muskellunge, Captain Billy.
Ahoy, Landlubbers!
I don’t read much what’s printed on paper no more, but me boys regularly spends their idle time fishin’ soggy magazines outa th’ drink. A number of them is particularly interested in locatin’ back issues of National Pornographic on account of they is connoisseurs of th’ art form. But more often what they finds is drenched copies of its less provocative sister publication, National Geographic.
In a recent issue me boys was flummoxed t’ discover that the amount of trash in th’ ocean is now near 5.25 trillion pieces, which amounts to a lot of anythin’, no matter what it is yer countin’!
Environmental observers bemoans th’ fact that no one is responsible fer cleanin’ up this mess.
Bein’ gentlemen of a scavengin’ nature who is naturally inclined to re-use an’ re-purpose all sorts of found debris, such as diamonds, precious metals an’ currency, we found it fascinatin’ that much of th’ floatin’ oceanic flotsam collects in five gigantic swirlin’ zones, or gyres.
Weather an’ waves is breakin’ down much of th’ plastic into tiny microfibers, an’ sinkin’ it t’ th’ lower depths, were its presence will someday come back t’ haunt us I’m certain! But even now there are surprises t’ be found near th’ surface.
One trash explorer related this account of collectin’ everything from plastic candy wrappers t’ giant balls of fish netting:
One massive ball of netting, found midway across the Pacific, contained 89 different kinds of net and line, all wrapped around a tiny, two-inch-high teddy bear wearing a sorcerer’s cap at the center.
Th’ thought of goin’ t’ these five gyres an’ sortin’ through them fer treasure is a mighty attractive thought, I’ll tell ya. An’ we could go along ways towards cleanin’ things up as a happy byproduct of our never endin’ search fer valuables. All you has t’ do is replace that teddy bear in th’ center of th’ trash heap with a solid gold ingot and we is definitely interested!
So this here’s our message t’ all you trashy ground dwellers – especially them older ones what is thinkin’ of downsizin’. If you must keep up the plastic an’ trash production, then at least every now an’ then take th’ time t’ wrap th’ detritus around one of yer most prized possessions!
T’ “incentivize” our collection efforts, an t’ give us somethin’ t’ hope fer, of course.
On behalf of meself an me boys,
Capt. Billy
I suspect the Captain’s plea for people to throw out their valuables will likely fall on deaf ears, but it is intriguing to think there are five spots on the global seas where all that stuff I thought was gone is now collecting. Maybe some of my socks are in the southern Indian Ocean!
Where does your flotsam collect?
Trail Baboon 