“Man, these Islamic guys want to cut my hands off,” he grumbled over a plate of camel meat and spaghetti. The sheiks seemed to have rattled him more than the armada of foreign warships patrolling offshore. “Maybe it’s time for a change.”Once was the day that a pirate wasn't vain about having a hook, or two, instead of hands.
First they want to keep their hands, next they'll be asking for eyeliner and hair gel.
For Somali pirates, worst enemy might be on shore