My point, friends, is that I didn't see it. I didn't see the madness, I didn't see injustice, I didn't bother to think beyond myself. Now, looking back, that was the worst part. Knowing how I felt and trying to think, if just for a second, I realized what I was doing and what I was supporting. After hours of thinking about that day, after remembering how I felt, the answer I will always be haunted by is a resounding no.
Honestly, I've never been one for the ocean. It's ominous, daunting, and a breeding ground for my imagination to take a slow left turn to terrible-horrible-
I feel that my first impression of them would not be : "You know what? Let's wrangle up some small ones, stick them in a giant fish bowl, teach them how to jump through a hoola-hoop, and force them, for the rest of their stunted lives, to perform for millions of people." Probably because I'm not a cooperate heathen who doesn't care about anything but my pocket book.
Now, I get to the real kicker of this article. As I had mentioned, I have been to a SeaWorld. Every now and then I receive an email from them, and the one I have been waiting for has finally come. (Stay with me)
Before you take a gander at the following, keep in mind SeaWorld stock has gone from 40 dollars to twenty over the last 2 years, that big money makers like the Seahawks cancelled their SeaWorld trip while in San Diego because of negative publicity associated with the theme park.
But most importantly, more pressing than the loss of reputation, the lies, and hitting the red combined, more than half a dozen incidences and injuries have occurred. Including a fatality.
This is utterly unacceptable.
With all that long windedness in mind, here is what their desperation has come to:
Ah, sweet desperation. Thank you for reading.
As always, its been a pleasure,
N.
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