Would to God that we cared that much about unborn children.
Remember in Heinlein’s Starship Troopers the silly human belief that may win us the galaxy? i.e. (paraphrase) The feeling that’s it’s a pretty sorry bastard that counts the cost when someone needs rescuing. Or a whale.
Poor, sweet little whale.
Let’s hope that Greta Van Susteren doesn’t start investigating this.
So who in London gets to be called Ishmael?
And who does Greenpeace blame for THIS?