We had a little sail boat when we were kids in California. We could capsize and then right it and the water would run out a couple holes in the stern. The floor was above the waterline. Great fun on a hot day.

As I look at passenger ships today I wonder, ” how monstrous does a keel have to be to keep a sky scrapper upright?” I was dizzy just looking at a photo on a phone of a cruise ship’s courtyard. I can understand tipping a twelve foot cat boat but a giant ferry shouldn’t be tippable  by the worst skipper in the world.

Add lame-brain design to the floating petri dish argument to explain why I’m now a dedicated land lubber.

How does one figure retribution for the loss of so many precious lives?