Exploding ducks on the Port Bow-DUCK!



If anyone wants  a giggle may I suggest that you turn on The B.B.C News channel before 7.00 am, for despite whatever is going on in the world, you are often guaranteed a good laugh when you access the main news headlines

There has been a particularly good crop during the last couple of weeks, as if to end the year with a bit of a bang, you might say, but one joyous story recently emerged, (apart from the Hi Vis Chicken jackets) which I felt should be explored

Has anyone seen a 50 ft rubber duck, floating around recently, or more probably a plastic omelette. If so you may well have been in Taiwan Harbour recently, where such a model, in all it’s yellow bodied, black-eyed, and orange beaked glory has been on show

My question is why

  1. Why did some ” artist” decide to create it in the first place
  2. Why plonk it down in various parts of the world
  3. Why would any self-respecting harbourmaster allow it anywhere near his harbour and
  4. Why are conspiracy theories still doing the rounds

OK, let’s deal with each point in question

  1. To Quote the artist Florentijn Hofman                                                                            The Rubber Duck knows no frontiers, it doesn’t discriminate people and doesn’t have a political connotation. The friendly, floating Rubber Duck has healing properties: it can relieve mondial tensions as well as define them. The rubber duck is soft, friendly and suitable for all ages!                                                                                                                                                                                                                OK
  2. I suppose why not, so long as it doesn’t frighten the seagulls, or possibly the eagles
  3. If you were the harbour master, would you want to see it every morning?
  4. So far we have earthquakes, angry eagles, and cigarette but wielding Mainland Chinese Tourists, and heaven only knows what else might follow

My own view is that someone within the vicinity, finally came to their senses and destroyed the blessed thing. Wherever you look there are reminders of how we are knowingly destroying the planet, so why do we additionally need  a 5o ft plastic duck moored in a harbour.

Sure it gave someone employment during and after its construction, and no doubt it earned the artist a degree of fame and international recognition, but plastic ducks, if they belong anywhere, belong in a bathtub, and real ducks on a pond or in a wildlife centre

Sorry folks, call me old-fashioned, and even a grumpy old reactionary, but I raise  a glass to whoever, or whatever, punctured that duck. What if, by the by, it was aliens from the planet Rubber duck, maybe they thought it wanted to be friends

My last word falls top my good Lady though. She looked at the video of the duck exploding and then began laughing

“Maybe the perpetrator tried to -er-“mate” with it!”

she murmured.

“After all, any old Port in a storm!”                                                                                               

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