As I've said before, Whale Watchers is what happens when hippies think good intentions will overcome reality. As much as I bitched about fire drills, flooding drills, maintenance, field day, and all the other mundane bullshit that went with shipboard life, I knew that at the end of the day, worst case scenario, I could face pretty much any situation and stand a good chance of coming out alive and in one piece.
I harbor no such sentiments for these assclowns. A galley fire would **** them over nine ways from Sunday.
Man, Sparky, you ain't just BSing there. The frickin' polar oceans are no place for dysfunctional hippies and anarchists with a ship. That thing is a deathtrap, it's a miracle they're all still alive. I'm sure having some star (I've never heard of her myself, really) on board mugging for the film crew is just going to make the trip
ever so much more focused, harmonious, and efficient, though! That show is a great leadership teaching tool...about what not to do, in a 'Marine operations in hazardous waters as done by the Three Stooges' kind of way.