We all have our guilty pleasures. Mine is coming home on a Wednesday night after the radio show and watching the DVR capture of Lost. Well, it was until the season ended. I bide my time now with Commander in Chief until my precious is returned to me, after the summer comes to a close. Yessssssssssssssss….
The Deadliest Catch is a television series / documentary that chronicles the events on-board six fishing ships in the Bering Sea during the Alaskan king crab and Opilio crab fishing seasons.
The show’s name is not derived from some type of fierce man-eating crabs as one might imagine (or hope), rather it is in reference to the very real possibility of meeting an untimely and frozen death while crewing one of these god-forsaken vessels. Death that may come in the form of a rogue wave or an errant piece of ice-laden gear crashing down on your head.
Personally, I find the program difficult to watch. It’s quite stark and doesn’t pull any punches. You will be watching and *snap* that guy’s leg is broken or *splash* he’s overboard and has seconds to live….oh, he didn’t make it. Really rather gruesome and yet, Cynthia loves it.
She cannot seem to get enough of the show and I asked her why she liked it so much. She told me, quite plainly, that when she watches those guys go through what they do to make a living it makes her job seem a little bit easier to deal with.
Can’t argue with logic like that. It’s all about perspective.