CRUISE SHIPS: NOVAS FULL OF SHIT

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By Gundhramns Hammer

September 1, 2014

Julie and Matt Pedoski were rich. Immensely rich. Rich and bored to death. They were always finding fucking stupid ways to spend their "hard-earned" money on useless things. 

They "had invested" a lot. 

Yeah! 

What they had was had in secret from those secrets that are the secrets of those full of secrets who know how to secretly make huge amounts of money dealing with secrets under the table where all the dirty secrets for making money are kept secret. 

How?

By "investing" in dark matter in secret.

In other words, this means that their hundreds upon hundreds of strings of phantoms firms in a dirty universe full of strange strings and which were set up in various tax havens to push truckloads of forbidden green fruits into these secret tunnels to get them fully ripened on the other side never stopped pumping washed money into their Swiss secret account.

Not giving a fuck about anyone else on this Earth, they were living the "grand life" in a world where millions of poor people are literally eating their own crap or someone else´s crap to barely manage to stand up to wait out another day until the Parcae come after them. 

The Pedoskis had played the name of the game following closely the game according to the rules of the game set up by those who made up the game to live off the global economic game.

One day out of the blues, Julie Pedoski decided she was going to take a month long trip.

But she said she would not go alone. 

She wanted to take someone very special along. Not her husband, of course, someone who although fed her as of lately was never ready to shoot what he had not shot in quite a while.

Who was then?

She took her widowed grandmother with her, an old bag who was as hot as a potato recently taken out of the microwave oven. 

Off they went. For a whole month.

Like albatrosses, they wondered up and down the wide oceans on a fancy ship. 

A floating city, that is. Actually, a floating bordello on many ways. 

And also, a floating matter sometimes carrying dark matter. 

During four weeks, both women wasted money visiting the main metropolis of the world and took millions of pictures to take back home to show off to their nosey friends. 

Time went by quickly. Before they knew they were already back. Back to their usual boring hole.

But for a few days, so they thought, they had seen the stars. They had felt as if they had had a long intergalactic voyage.

And in a way they did. Well, at least her grandma.

Except for her complete tan that make her look like a roasted two-legged hot dog, Julie came back the same, bored and tired like hell.

Not her grandma. Mrs. Rubia Buttoski got off the floating fandango unusually happy, carrying a big smile on her prune face. 

Such a long trip on a cruise ship, which by the way was named "The Sea Caressing Beast", had revived Mrs. Buttoski´s dusty candy factory.

Someone on the ship had swept the spiderwebs off Mrs. Buttoski´s old pantry. 

On her cruise, she had met someone who knew how to bake his rolls in her hot oven.

  

The man, a man who some people say he was not a man but someone who looked like a man - a shapeshifter alien, was certainly no Captain Kirk trekking like mad all the galaxies on a starship Enterprise. 

But in the Far East, on its wild and dark side, this fake man had picked up a few human tricks to take old ladies on a short trip on his winky dinky ship to the end of the Solar system. At least.

It happened more than once. 

At warp speed, he got her once, twice, many times around Jupiter and before she knew, not only her but both were spinning like crazy seen blasting quasars.

And like a star going nova, the fucking thing popped! 

After pressing and compressing the matter under their matter on the matter that only mattered at the time that was happening this matter, it happened that the Big Bang that never happened got to happen to make both of them finish the line with twitching hearts way out of the orbit.

No wonder Rubia Buttoski was still spinning around Jupiter, seeing the long gone stars of the encounters she had not seen in a long time, when she got off the monster cruise ship. 

What neither Julia nor Rubia, the same the rest of passengers swinging the swing of life on the fucking ship, realised was that the cruiser really was a nova full of shit.

Cruise ships are sort of novas full of shit.

An earthbound nova, exploding and contaminating the ocean with billions of gallons of people´s shit each time it goes on a cream whipping trip.

And even if they knew, most likely they would not give a fucking shit about it. 

How could they?

They were too fucking hard to bring about to truly see what they must see so that they children will still have something to see in the sea.

Moreover, going beyond that point: To feel a heart to heart connection with It and the whole planet.

Ecce the big problem!

If humans (Homo insapiens) do not take care of the living sea, soon there will be nothing in the ocean to see.

We must understand that our lives basically depend upon what we do not see.

For example, take the oxygen, an element precious to our lives, which is given off freely by land plants and the aquatic phytoplankton.

So, why wait until it is too late?

Folks, this is not a Mrs. Buttoski´s whipping matter.

This matter - the anthropogenic contamination of the oceans and fucking up of the biosphere - does indeed matter to all of us.

So get in the swing of taking care of the ocean! 

And for that matter, why not the entire Biosphere?

Where to begin with such a mammoth task?

You damn well know what to do by now, don´t you?

Just do it!

Here is a RT America clip on this nasty cruise ship shitting matter into the oceans (Video 1):

Cruise ships dumped over one billion gallons of sewage into Earth’s oceans this year, according to a report by Friends of the Earth. Although modern ships are innovating and finding ways to cut back on the amount of waste released, the industry still has a long way to go. RT’s Lindsay France takes a look. [RT America]

Video 1. Cruise ships dumped over one billion gallons of crap into the ocean in 2014. Uploaded by RT America.

Mon Capitaine, this matter of mega-crapping into the ocean by cruise ships, for example, is a deadly matter, isn´t it?

Oui, mon ami. It really is. 

The ocean was not meant to be a dumping site for our shit. 

Besides, it is fucking stupid to shit on your own face.

In the long run, is fucking up the ocean not shitting on our own faces?

Quite!

Eons of time have gone by and throughout this time marine creatures have done a marvelous job at keeping the ocean clean, alive.

It is only us, humans, the "sapiens" beast, that are making a cesspool out of the life  giving ocean.

How fucking stupid!

So, mon ami, what can you say to this awfull matter of cruise ship shitting business?

For today, mon Capitaine, only one thing:

Fuck!

Mon ami, make it double fuck!!!

Disclaimer:

All persons in this post are fictional and any resemblance is a coincidence.