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Pirates and Riddick's plan

Let me be clear about this post. I am disgusted and heart broken about the killing of 4 Americans by Somali pirates. Not because they are Americans, I was just as saddened by the capture of other hostages.

In my opinion, and since this is my blog, and if someone doesn't like what I'm saying they can turn the freaking channel, I get to say it.

Pirates need to be the hunted parties. US needs to be the big bully of that neighborhood for a while. The "hood" I'm speaking of is the open International waters off the coast. If ships have business being there, fine leave them be, and in extension offer them safe passage by our presence.

But Pirates need to be eliminated. Yes, yes I know that they are poor, desperate human beings. But they aren't robbing ships of money and valuables, they are taking people hostage, mis-treating them and killing them, for an expected pay out. That goes beyond my ability to offer them any understanding of their economic position.

I call BS!

Riddick's plan and offer in all this ranting while we drink our morning coffee is simple. He as a former service member is very happy to offer his services for two weeks at a time, either sniping pirates or better yet acting as a decoy.

He's happy to cruise around on a Trimaran, with some nicely trained military folks hidden aboard. What better decoy than a white guy on an expensive boat, just what the pirates love!

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