first time i watched it, that graveyard freaked me right out...
i’d never even thought such a thing possible
Some years ago, I was in a bookstore, and came across a book on ship breaking of US Navy ships.
It showed photographs of them in various states of being broken up, and it was sad and disheartening to me.
I know that some people scoff at the concept that men could find something elevated in a piece of steel called a warship, and fairly, when I served on one, I certainly found times (as a young man) to dislike it intensely and wish I were somewhere else.
But it is also true that men have cried with real tears and sadness as a ship they had lived in for years slid, flaming, steaming and hissing, below the surface of the water and disappeared.
Men often refer to ships as “she”, and I think I understand why. (although today, they may not. What do I know...)
But in this book about ships being broken up after WWII, there was a picture of a heavy cruiser (a Baltimore class, I think) whose bow had been removed all the way back to the #2 turret.
It struck me in the same way if you have ever seen someone missing a nose due to surgery or an accident-almost as an obscene defacement.
It really stuck in my memory.