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Dakota’s Lennon world has been rocked.
All those hours painting placards and shouting in the street, wasted.
Because after years of committing welfare fraud while at university, after a lifetime of protesting for the environment and political freedoms, the 24-year-old just tasted whale for the first time.
“Holy shit,” he said.
“Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit! It’s so fucking tender – and salty. But not too salty. There’s also a gaminess and texture that I’ve never experienced before,”
“Whale meat is delicious. Like, next level tasty. My whole life has been a lie. Years of enjoying Japanese products and commodities, but hating their whaling policy – all in tatters. I love whale meat and I hate myself for it.”
Despite his strong history and background in the local private school debating league, Lennon was lost for words.
He sat in that Osaka restaurant for an hour in sheer disbelief, staring down at the plate contemplating his life.
“Fuck it,” he said.
“I’m a centrist now and Malcolm Turnbull is my hero.”
More to come.
