It's dead. Move on!

A big fish has carked it on a beach near the village of the damned.  And we see all the usual suspects on site.   Bloody do-gooders by the dozen abound, all milling around on the taxpayer dime.

The locals are discussing how to move the now rotting carcass.   Apparently 30 tonnes is too much for a couple of decent sized diggers.  Really?  Put a chainsaw through the middle.  It's dead FFS.  Weight problem solved.  Same way an ex-zoo elephant or hippo might be handled.

Local savages will have sharpened and warmed up their chainsaws already for removing the lower jaw during the hours of darkness.  Apparently it's somewhere in that treaty for the harvest of such treasures.   Not a spectator sport for the faint hearted. I also note there are no issues mentioned of disturbing ancient bones or other soon to be extinct fauna and flora when digging such a large hole in the sandpit.  Obviously appropriate taxpayer coin has been remitted to quickly remedy such issues. 

Why move it at all?   Leave it on the beach to explode and rot away giving the seagulls from the local tip a change of diet.  Sandlice and blowies will cleanup what's left.  Can't have that!  Some sensibilities may be offended.  Might be a better smell than the stinking local council compost heap.