The Great White

What power lurks in the Great White! Look upon that rough, stony countenance…

The Western man has this rite of passage. It is—to maim, in spirit, a lesser.

Once, or twice, in a lifetime—is enough.

The first, a show of prowess. The second—of mercy.

Then, he turns to cool, fossilized stone. “Look upon my peace, and shudder!”