Conegamer said: I do feel for sharks. The whole thing is completely needless and yet they're attacked viciously. Glad shark week is a thing to raise awareness I must say. |
Indeed, one thing I never forget about the book Jaws and I still remember is this part that they really did for the tourists:
"Watch this. This always gives the folks a boot.' Holding the leader in his left hand, he hoisted most of the shark out of the water.
With a single swift motion he slit the shark's belly from the anal fin to just below the jaw. The flesh pulled apart, and bloody entrails - white
and red and blue - tumbled into the water like laundry falling from a basket. Then Quint cut the leader with the wire snips, and the shark slid
overboard. As soon as its head was beneath the water, the shark began to thrash in the cloud of blood and innards, biting any morsel that
passed into its maw. The body twitched as the shark swallowed, and pieces of intestines passed out the hole in the belly, to be eaten again.
'Now watch,' said Quint. 'If we're lucky, in a minute other blues'll come around, and they'll help him eat himself. If we get enough of them, there'll be
a real feeding frenzy. That's quite a show. The folks like that.' Brody watched, spellbound, as the shark continued to nibble at the floating guts.
In a moment he saw a flash of blue rise from below. A small shark - no more than four feet long - snapped at the body of the disembowelled fish. Its jaws closed on a bit of flapping flesh. Its head shook violently from side to side, and its body trembled, snakelike. A piece of flesh tore away, and the
smaller shark swallowed it. Soon another shark appeared, and anothe, and the water began to roil. Flecks of blood mingle with the drops of water that
splashed on the surface.
Quint took a gaff from beneath the gunwale. He leaned overboard, holding the gaff poised like an axe. Suddenly he lunged and jerked backwards.
Impaled on the gafff hook, squirming and snapping, was a small shark. Quint took the knife from its sheath, slashed the shark's belly, and released it.
'Now you'll see something,' he said. Brody couldn't tell how many sharks there were in the explosion of water. Fins crisscrossed on the surface, tails
whipped the water. Amid the sounds of splashes came an occasional grunt as fish slammed into fish. Brody looked down at his shirt and saw that is was
spattered with water and blood. The frenzy continued for several minutes, until only three sharks remanined, cruising back and forth beneath the suface...
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