A long time ago, my colleague Gaye LeBaron made this observation: “ ... no matter how many dead whales have beached through the two thousand years of recorded history, each one is like the first. Lots of milling around and no clear solutions. Come to think of it, it's a lot like Congress.”
She was referring to a dead whale that in 1995 was causing a stink in the tony confines of Sea Ranch. But she just as easily could have been talking about the 40-foot-long fin whale that washed up on a beach near Malibu last week, “below Barbra Streisand's neighborhood,” according to the Los Angeles Times.
Just as was the case in Sonoma County in 1995, residents turned to their government for help with the problem. But 17 years later, the response was the same: Nobody in Los Angeles County last week could seem to figure out who should deal with the mess.
“The lifeguards stationed at the beach said they were game, but weren't sure what to do,” the Times reported. “The city of Malibu said the county would probably take care of it, but the county insisted Little Dume is a private beach, which it is not. Then local officials said the state might take care of it, but the nearest state property appeared to be nearly a mile to the southwest.”
As if this were the first time a dead whale caused such a stink.
Over the weekend — probably Saturday night — a group of homeowners who didn't want to be identified took matters into their own hands and hired a tugboat to pull the carcass far out to sea, the Times reported. No muss, no fuss, no permits.
It's not always so simple. Take, for example, the whale that washed ashore in 1968 near Timber Cove. Variously described as a sperm whale and a Nova Scotia whale, and measured (very roughly) at somewhere between 30 and 60 feet long, and estimated (precisely, no doubt) to weigh in at eight tons, the dead mammal was reported on St. Patrick's Day of that year to be causing “a whale of a stink” on the Sonoma Coast.