One of the things we enjoy on cruise ships is the pleasant conversation with strangers at meals. We enjoy meeting people from all over the world and learn much. Sometimes, things go sour and, no matter how you try, there's no way to fix it.
I should have figured out that we were in for trouble. At the lunch table there was a man who claimed to both a Litigation Lawyer and a Medical School Graduate. He also claimed to be disabled and wasn't allowed to travel much abroad because he needed intravenous nutritional therapy that couldn't be provided in a timely manner after 9-11. He claimed he couldn't absorb any of his food because he only had about 6 inches of large intestine. I thought he was full of you-know-what but he led the discussion at the table.
Some innocent talk about the ship led to a detailed discussion of the horrors of macular degeneration, both wet and dry. A lady from Montreal made a brave play to change the topic. It worked for a while but our disabled Doctor/Lawyer turned it into a lurid description of what a Pedophile of Rapist would face in prison.
By this point things were getting crazy. Mr. Thipu stepped in with a question about fundamentalism. I knew that wasn't right but things were already so nutty I thought that might wake up people about how crazy the conversation was getting at lunch and turn it back to a rational discussion.
Our Doctor/Lawyer/ Disabled pundit pooh-poohed it. He would never discuss anything so volatile as politics or religion. However, he launched right into a tirade on bankruptcy and how people all over his home-town of Detroit were just walking away and abandoning their houses.
With this sort of thing going on, dessert at lunch was not sweet. We left. So did the Lady from Montreal. We'd had enough and more than enough.
What can you do when Bean-Dipping just doesn't work?