I haven't owned a car for a while. It's less to do with my principles, and more to do with my bank balance. As a result, I often get around the city by bike. Most drivers are actually quite decent people, and there are very few with homicidal urges. But shockingly often, there I'll be, peddling along in the right hand lane. Then, I'll make eye contact with someone, usually in some godawful big car, and they'll turn right into me. They know I'm there, but they just don't even think to care because they're bigger, they can't be hurt by a bicycle, and so they go where ever they want and if I happen to be in the way that's just my problem. That's what we got out here today from whoever was driving the Kyo Maru.

Don't get me wrong, I've never thought most of the guys working on these whaling ships are bad sorts. You wave and they wave back. Sure, they'll work like crazy to catch whales and fire hose you when they get the chance. But then there are a few of these whalers that I think are so angry, or maybe even scared, that they want to push us around, maybe to even really seriously hurt one of us. Regardless, tomorrow we'll be back out in the boats doing our job - defending the whales with peaceful determination.