and so, as the world turns, so shall everything that was old be renewed again in the great cycle of life... unless of course it has been overhunted, poisoned by oil spills, and driven to extinction by wasteful resource management.
But whales sure are cool... I remember when JJ the Grey Whale lived at Sea World in San Diego while I was still a resident there. Otherwise known as the good old days... or the golden years of internet porn, whatever... then they let him go. Just like the programs let their whales go.
Call me Far-L, for I remember, in days of yore, affiliate whales were feasted and nournished by the great programs of yesteryear, and sailers rich from more than a thousand heads of verigris harvested from the mighty sperm whales put to port for drinking and whoring, forgot about those whales left over and released to a vast ocean of sales. Some found a pod to swim with. Some were eaten alive by killer whales. But Dick, the mightiest of all, and white as the fires of hell, still swims on yonder waves... waiting, wandering the high seas, still looking for a program to blow up.
