Argumentative Essay On Seaworld

"Hey mom!" "Yes, my dear?" "It's starting to look like that Orca wants to drown its trainer." "Oh no sweetie. It's just your imagination." But what if it's not?

On February 24, 2010, this incident was a reality. The death of Dawn Brancheau occurred during Shamu show. Imagine what is was like for the Orca. I wonder how the Orca felt. If I was the Orca, I wouldn't feel bad for the trainer at all. Why? Because swimming with your mom shouldn't result in having to be forced to do tricks which ends with a crowd of high-pitched shrills. This is why believe that Seaworld isn't treating their Orca's very fairly.

Let me first start of by saying that Orca's don't live up to their killer name in the wild, only in captivity. There has only been one report of Orca aggression in the wild. Only 1. In captivity, specifically Seaworld, there has been over 100 reports of Orcas putting humans in danger. I don't believe that Orcas should've ever been called by this nasty name. It was just

that they didn't want to live life in a tank that is many, many times smaller than its original home. They decided to fight back. One Orca, Tilikum, managed to have 3 deaths on Seaworld trainers. You see, in captivity, Orcas have a terrible reputation. An "assassin whale" is what the Spanish refer an Orca as. Fisherman used to call Orcas "whale killers" because some sailors witnessed their attacks on larger cetaceans and overtime, the name changed to a "killer whale."

Collapsed dorsal fins are also a major problem for Orca's. Specifically males. You will see that in the wild, Orca's dorsal fins are pointed straight up. I have observed that the Orca's in captivity, at Seaworld, have their dorsal fins flopped down and pointed towards their back, not the clouds. Acording to "seaworldofhurt.com", this only occurs because the Orca's at Seaworld have no place to roam around and the male Orca's are fed an unhealthy diet of thawed dead fish.

On top of that, it is believed by many people that Seaworld might be trying to hide something. I am one of these people. Seaworld paints their Orca's with black in oxide. They admit that they use it to cover sunburns. First of all, let me ask you this, "who puts sunscreen on Orcas in the wild? No one, right? Then why should they apply it on their Orcas at Seaworld? Also, if you haven't heard of zinc, it's this paste that you rub on your skin and acts as a sunscreen. It comes in all different colors. They use black.

Fourth, they suffer in cramped spaces.

This is a big deal! As a human, I have unlimited space. Or, at least all the space I really need. Orcas at Seaworld can't say the same. It's like living in your closet for the rest of your life. How does that sound? Not very pleasing. Well I'm sorry to say, but this is how an Orca at Seaworld lives. These Orcas also have to share a tank with another Orca. The problem with this is that Orcas have their own language that they use with their families so when two completely different Orcas get plopped in the same tank, they speak completely different languages and because of anxiety, it causes aggression in the Orcas which is one cause of death.

Not to mention but here’s something that really caught my attention. Did you know that in captivity, Orcas live shorter lives? Orcas in the wild are expected to live for about 30-50 years. 60-70 years for males and 80-100 years for females. At Seaworld, most Orcas only live for about 13

years.

Finally, many websites have proof of Orcas being kidnapped from their families instead of being saved. No, Seaworld isn’t the happiest place on earth, Disneyland is though. They may say that they don’t separate mothers and their calves but who can trust Seaworld at this point? I don’t trust them. Let me just tell you to watch the movie “Blackfish” and I swear to you you’ll get all the information you need. Seaworld has gone way too far. They should be shut for it. They already got their chance to proof to the world that they were a good commitment. Life isn’t a second try.

Imagine being trapped in a bathtub. In your head you are yelling, "help!" "help!", but there is no one there to hear you wail. Suddenly you feel something plopping on your face. You tolerate this sensation resulting in persistent thumping. As the crowd roars, you know that it is a sign for this torture to continue. Whistling, clapping, cheering, realizing that the last place you imagined to be was not imagined. This is the life of an Orca whale at Seaworld.