During the unfortunate sentence I served reading Melville, I rooted for the whale, and, as time goes on, I do so more, even wishing whales had developed lighter than water craft so they could have taken the fight to London, Paris, New York, and other appropriate locations for interspecific warfare.
During the unfortunate sentence I served reading Melville, I rooted for the whale, and, as time goes on, I do so more, even wishing whales had developed lighter than water craft so they could have taken the fight to London, Paris, New York, and other appropriate locations for interspecific warfare.
I like how your comments leave me floundering (like a beached whale)