"If shiat washes up on your shore it belongs to that family. Every family owns their turf," said a Miskito fisherman, "We were at the beach. Everybody had matching towels. Somebody went under a dock. And there they saw a rock. It wasn't a rock. It was a white lobster."

interesting.

Also interesting that a cut goes to the local church.

White Lobster. Sounds like DC's next comic book hero.

Lobsters are red. Some lobsters are blue. And now there's white lobsters. Is the lobster going to be the new US mascot or something?

"The pastors priests here get mad when they don't get their cut from the find."

Pet peeve.

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I lol'd

fta: "Law enforcement in Bluefields is practically invisible... The police and Navy have few resources and less trust from the local public. Bluefields is effectively an anarchist nation - no Government, no organised institutions and the rules are made by community groups"

In other words, a paradise-on-earth for Reason magazine subscribers?

I don't see lobsters in terms of color.

Possibly the funniest thing I've seen all day.

Drug money has been used to build a school and replace the church roof. "The pastors here get mad when they don't get their cut from the find," says Francisco a court official. "If a member of the congregation has found 15kg, the church calculates 15 times $3500, that's $52,500, and at 10 per cent they are saying: where's the $5250?"

And these geniuses tell the media about it. I suspect that place will soon be very popular with the DEA and the smugglers.

WHite lobster! I never heard it called that.

Is that anything like a 'white steak'?

A friend who is in advertising once told me that if you made landed a big client the boss would take you out for a steak dinner and give you an 8-ball. According to him it was fairly common practice in the ad business.

Nobozo:

Priests are catholic church. Pastors are in protestant churches. Father is pretty much acceptable all around.

Different names in different faiths for the guy who sits up front and tells what jesus really meant to them.

Why am I not surprised the Catholic Church accepts, nay, demands drug money?

Bluefields is effectively an anarchist nation...and the rules are made by community groups

Wait. Am I missing a step in logic here or is my definition of anarchy wrong?

Unless, of course, they live in an an anarcho-syndicalist commune where they take turns acting as sort-of-executive officers for the week but all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special biweekly meeting...

Latest breaking news is the orange/red lobsters are protesting of oppression from the rich white lobsters, demanding equal rights for lobsters of color.

Awesome.

It's like prohibition doesn't work!

How wierd. I was just reading This CraigslBoobies right before I opened Fark.

I'm still a little confused. How do they fence it? is there some sort of cocaine to cash kiosk or exchange?

buzzvert: How wierd. I was just reading This CraigslBoobies right before I opened Fark.

That was an interesting filterpwn.

D'Annunzio: I don't see lobsters in terms of color.

i have a dream that one day, we will judge lobsters not by the color of their skin, but by the quality of the cocaine inside them

You would figure the drug runner's would be looking for their stash.

The first time I was in Nicaragua everyone called this "White Christmas" and it was supposedly more common on the Corn Islands (near Bluefields). The islands were said to be completely lawless at the time. Land travel isn't possible between the Nicaragua's Carribean and Pacific coast, so the government doesn't bother to exert much control over the eastern coast unless it really has to. Last I knew they had put one full time cop on Big Corn Island because it's become a popular diving spot and way too many tourists were getting robbed/raped/killed there.

Central American governments don't actually want to police the drug trade, as it benefits them and the country greatly (See Panama City's Skyline, for example). But they have to throw out a token gesture so they can continue to receive money from the US as allies in our War On Drugs.

Still gotta wonder..

Who was the first person to ever eat a lobster? the VERY first one...

ah lobsters..the cockroaches of the sea..

mmmata: Still gotta wonder..

Who was the first person to ever eat a lobster? the VERY first one...

ah lobsters..the cockroaches of the sea..

It was a down on his luck American Indian, who, rather than eat the smelly fish head he was using for bait, ate the crablike creature that had clamped down on it, and pronounced its goodness.

This same Indian died of venereal disease that he got after the colonists landed and he boned one of their wives.

I'm going to Nicaragua in a couple weeks so I'm getting a kick out of these replies.

/no, really.

They keep talking about how much money it brings in. Who exactly are they selling it to?

Well, sounds like the villagers are taking care of what the government won't. Namely, building schools. Can't say this is a bad thing.

Eddie had known who they were since River Crossing, when the old people had knelt in the street to Roland. Hell, he'd known since the woods (what he still thought of as Shardik's woods), where Roland had taught them to aim with the eye, shoot with the mind, kill with the heart. Not three, not four. One. That Roland should finish them so, complete them so, was horrible. He was filled with poison and had kissed them with his poisoned lips. He had made them gunslingers, and had Eddie really thought there was no work left for the line of Arthur Eld in the mostly empty and husked-out world? That they would simply be allowed to toddle along the Path of the Beam until they got to Roland's Dark Tower and fixed whatever was wrong there? Well, guess again

i know where i'mmm going on my next vacation!!

depmode98: I'm still a little confused. How do they fence it? is there some sort of cocaine to cash kiosk or exchange?

That is exactly what I was thinking. Where do they sell it and to whom?

You guys didn't RTFA very carefully. They sell it to the homeless clothing peddlers who wander the beach. Which now that I think of it makes absolutely no sense.

"Cocaine is a hell of an economic stimulus"

Bales of cocaine
Falling from a flying plane
I don't know who done dropped 'em
But I thank 'em just the same
Bales of cocaine
Falling down like pouring rain
My life was changed completely
By a low-flying plane

/Let's fly Jimbo!