GillBilly Chronicles: The Cigar Crazed Polluter Clan

One of the current most fashionable of fads, next only to the ownership of an SUV and cell phone - choking, er, smoking a cigar. Reminds GillBilly of all the yea-hoos in the early 80's he saw attending San Diego Charger football games on TV when GillBilly lived in Seattle. Fresh off a mechanical bull, and chewing on a hayseed, were 55,000 spur wearing fadits knocking off each other's cowboy hats in response to a completed Dan Fouts pass. Truly noteworthy was that now forgotten Urban Cowboy Era.

Smoking a cigar wouldn't be such a noticeable event if it weren't flaunted with the usual absurd flourish of seemingly understood importance, wealth and stature. The little cough in between puffs is a comical completion to the Renaissance Man painting hanging on the wall of this guy's mind's parlor wall. And of course, each flick of the ash goes into our precious Mother Ocean's mouth. And when done carefully rolling that burning rope around in between those yellow fingers with little finger extended, and blinking at it with burning eyes, without a thought in the drink it goes, now resembling that floating tootsie roll in that old Bill Murray movie Caddy Shack. The ocean is not an ashtray or a trash can - would you like it if GillBilly dumped all that refuse you uncaringly toss overboard into the ocean into your SUV, making it impossible for you to find your cell phone somewhere heard ringing in the big wet pile which surges out of the door in a gush onto your new suit as you open the driver's side door?

Protect our Mother Ocean, and always remember- Catch and Release to Keep the Ocean’s Peace!