I am absolutely not making this incident up;
in fact, I have it all on videotape.
The tape is from a local TV news show in Oregon, which sent
a reporter out to cover the removal of a 45-foot, eight-ton dead whale
that washed up on the beach. The responsibility for getting
rid of the carcass was placed upon the Oregon State Highway Division,
apparently on the theory that highways and whales are
very similar in the sense of being large objects.
So anyway, the highway engineers hit upon the plan --
remember, I am not making this up --
of blowing up the whale with dynamite.
The thinking here was that the whale would be blown into small pieces,
which would be eaten by sea gulls, and that would be that.
A textbook whale removal.
So they moved the spectators back up the beach, put a half-ton
of dynamite next to the whale and set it off. I am probably
not guilty of understatement when I say that what follows
(on the videotape) is the most wonderful event in the history
of the universe. First you see the whale carcass disappear in a
huge blast of smoke and flame.
Then you hear the happy spectators shouting "Yay" and "Whee."
Then, suddenly, the crowd's tone changes. You hear a new sound like "splud."
You hear a woman's voice shouting "Here come pieces of... MY GOD...."
Something smears the camera lens.
Later, the reporter explains: "The humor of the entire situation
suddenly gave way to a run for survival as huge chunks of
whale blubber fell everywhere." One piece caved in the roof of
a car parked more than a quarter of a mile away. Remaining on
the beach were several rotting whale sectors the size of condominium units.
vidoeo at: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V6CLumsir34
There was no sign of the sea gulls.