This I Believe

Cheyenne - Bluff City, Tennessee
Entered on September 4, 2006
Age Group: Under 18

I Believe in Pirates

Piracy existed and still exists throughout the world. I believe in pirates because, well, why not? Something about the thought of a swashbuckling seadog simply brightens my day. The lifestyle, fashion sense, and codes often depicted in movies appeal to my undeniable thirst for adventure.

The unruly buccaneers of the Victorian age must have endured an exciting life style. By pictures and documents, the swashbuckling folk of an endearing time were seafaring lads, and lasses, who pillaged and plundered to make a ‘hard earned’ bit of currency. Payment came by whatever one picked upon a friendly raid or hunt. The captain got the bulk, of course, but no taxes were worried over other than a bit of bounty on the swindler’s noggin.

The pirates held an impeccable sense for fashion. Perhaps I’m stereotyping, but a soul couldn’t deny that Mr. Depp looked very smashing whilst playing the beloved Captain Jack Sparrow. With a sense of smell cast aside, the torn pants and worn poet shirts come together to create an intriguing ensemble. Stripes, stockings, oversized buckles, and cuffed boots seem the most depicted style for these sea dwellers and I myself find it VERY attractive.

“There is honor among thieves,” or something like that. Even the most feared pirates went by a code, the majority of the time. The most well known bit of code goes by the mention of the word parlay. Say the word right before you’re about to flaunt a

cutlass in the gut and you’ll get a dandy little trip to see the captain where you might still get stabbed, just by a bigger sword. Oh well.

If I knew how to swim, I would never pass up the chance to become a pirate myself! Sure, canons may not stand much of a chance against torpedoes, nukes, and fighter jets, but the opportunity would certainly make up for the loss of life or limb. An adventurous living, some snappy dressing, and the interesting codes alone are enough to make me say, “ARRGGHH!”