18 November 2005
Call me Ishmael...! Whaling folklore speaks of tradition, of the noble hunt, of man pitting his wits against the ferocious sea and against mighty intelligent leviathans.
But the history of whaling is far from glamorous, far from something to look back at through rose tinted spectacles. It is bloody tale of persecution, greed and stupidity,
nowhere more so than in the waters encircling the Antarctic.
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