You know, my white knight justice high horse crusades are limited, but I do draw the line at Sea World. I was already kind of iffy on them, and the last time I went I go to the Shamu show and it's all this crap about "fierce predators with a natural range of thousands of miles" and you're looking at the poor bastard swimming circles in an outdated swimming pool. That was it, never again. That Black Fish documentary was mildly upsetting, but it mostly convinced me that people that aspire to train whales are odd, odd individuals.