On that fateful night of April 14, 1912 there were 2,235 souls crowded aboard the R.M.S. Titanic. There was no wind to speak of. The frigid, dark sea was calm, like a plate glass mirror beneath the star-spangled heavens. It was an hour before midnight on a starry, moonless night. While the band played on beneath the decks in the first class lounge, and while the night watch paced the Bridge high above, the greatest maritime tragedy in the history of sailing, stealthily, silently awaited them in the ice-strewn midnight waters of the North Atlantic.
Survivors
recalled a gentle shudder that briefly shook the 900 foot long vessel.
It came and went so quickly that nobody gave it much of a second
thought. Except for the occupants of the Bridge–who in the split seconds
before that collision, saw the towering iceberg ahead, floating in
their unlighted pathway.
The
helmsman swerved to miss the iceberg–but they would have been better
off to have struck it head on. In narrowly avoiding a head-on collision,
they suffered an even worse fate!

Three-fourths
of the iceberg lay unseen beneath the calm ocean surface. When the
Titanic swerved, it brushed the iceberg's underside on the starboard
side of the bow, slitting a quarter of an inch wide opening more than
300 feet down the side of the vessel. Like a titanic can opener, the
iceberg knifed open the side of the iron hull. The damage was just
enough to cause the metal plates to buckle so that six watertight
compartments began taking in sea water.
So
scientifically had this great sailing ship been constructed, with 16
watertight compartments in a 1/6 mile long hull, that the captain had
made a pre-voyage boast, "Not even God himself could sink her". The
builders had calculated that even if four of the compartments should
burst, the ship would still float! But on that starry night, six of them
exploded and began to suck in the frigid water of the North Atlantic!
Mathematically, the "unsinkable ship" was mortally wounded. And, in two
hours she was gone. Commander Lighttoller, one of the few crew members
who survived the tragedy, described the moment she sank.
Of
the 2235 occupants, 1522 met their death in those dark waters including
most of the men, most of the third class, most of the crew, and all of
the band. Only 713 people were rescued.
And the world lined up for hours to relive their tragic story in the most watched movie ever in human history. Why?
Could
it be that Titanic is more than a tale about love and death of heart
throbs Kate Winslet and Leonardo DiCaprio? Could it be that there's a
deep, subconscious sense the world over that this tragedy at the
beginning of the 20th century was in fact a warning parable of an
ominous unnamed tragedy that hangs like Damocles' sword over our planet,
while we're partying to beat the band?
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