Dolphins and Jeffy

I watched The Cove last night. Maybe you’ve heard about it? It’s less of a documentary and more of a punch to the gut. Dolphin slaughter along the Japanese coast in the name of greed and the billion dollar “captive animal” industry. Yep, fucking Seaworld. See, dolphins are sentient beings, as self-aware as humans. Getting them into the tank at your local sea park means sourcing them from what pretty much amounts to concentration camps in places like Taiji, Japan—where the ones who don’t get picked are slashed and stabbed until the water runs red. I don’t want to go on and on, but … I felt sick watching this. Discouraged about humanity. And also, recognizing those self-same longings to watch, touch, and be near these strange, awesome beasts in my very own makeup—the exact same gross human curiosity that keeps these sea parks in business! Ugh. Stick to glimpsing them in wild, people, and I will do the same.

Not that petitions do a damn thing, but go here to sign one and feel like you’re making some kinda difference. I did.

Anyhoo, on a lighter note, Lance and I were snapped by the paparazzi at Nemo this weekend, where we attended the Portland stop of Jeffy’s traveling art show, I Am Snowboarding. Yobeat got the full story—don’t be shy, paddle over and check it out.