“Mutantism on the March” :Chapter 70 “Boredom Sets In”

The crew was enjoying the racy and fast paced lifestyle but a few of them had succumbed to a strange disease called AIDS. Kind of like scurvy endured by Jacques Cartaway when he had landed in Montreal 400 years ago but boiling birch bark was not the cure? The crew were inter-stellar vagabonds and while the landlubber’s life had its attractions the open seas and adventure were compelling forces they had to reckon with. And besides Rauncho had been sending an endless stream of telegrams pleading with Ergot to return to Columbia. The good life had to end so a farewell banquet was held at the Grump Hotel just off of Columbus Circle where Eno announced it was time to lift anchor and head off. Two New York senators, the mayor of New York and assorted hangers on gathered to pay homage to the goal of international exchange. The puffed-up senator Snurder summarized the ambiance of the evening when he rose to make a toast, “Dear guests New York City is the finest in the world. It has been people like Eno Ergot and his crew that have helped to make it so, Ever since the SS Zorollia has docked he has done much to brighten up and enrich this great town. With the flame of international friendship, he has lit up the face of many a citizen with his warm hospitality and generous manner. We wish Eno the best of luck and fortune in the future and he will be always welcome back in our city with open arms. Our Mayor has informed me as a token of our gratitude all docking charges will be waived. Thank you Eno Ergot and your crew!”

These kind words brought cheers and restrained society ladies banged their shoes on their tables like Nikita Khrushchev yelling, “Bravo”. More toasts were proposed and the festivities lasted until dawn. At this point the totally inebriated crew glided out of the harbour accompanied by fireworks and hoopla that had not been seen since the last visit of the Queen Senilizabeth to the harbour. It was a smooth sail back to Columbia with the crew sucking back a few hundred pounds of Paraguay weed they had skimmed from the cargo and spent time happily fishing for tuna and swordfish.

Rauncho, somewhat distraught as he was behind his delivery schedule, sped up his delivery schedule of the Paraguayan weed to at least 12 more American ports where the SS Zorollia and its “museum” were lauded by politicians and the local populace.

Eno and his crew were becoming somewhat bored with their celebrity status whereas weren’t they to be seen as terrors of the sea and not darlings of haut society? Notoriety seemed to be overcome by respect. Would Bluebeard agree to the taming of the shrew? Eno and his crew were wealthy beyond belief. Eno was willing to make one last trip to France with a huge stash off Paraguayan hashish. This delivery would make all the crew multi-millionaires.

Published by Robert K Stephen (CSW)

Robert K Stephen writes about food and drink, travel, and lifestyle issues. He is one of the few non-national writers to be certified as a wine specialist by the Society of Wine Educators, in Washington, DC. Robert was the first associate member of the Wine Writers’ Circle of Canada. He also holds a Mindfulness Certification from the University of Leiden and the University of Toronto. Be it Spanish cured meat, dried fruit, BBQ, or recycled bamboo place mats, Robert endeavours to escape the mundane, which is why he has established this publication. His motto is, "Have Story, Will Write."

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