I released her back into the bay that night, a twelve or so pound redfish, Sciaenops ocellatus. A good and noble red.
And the Bad Red:
Here's a close-up of the bad red, for identification purposes:
And the Answer to the Bad Red:
Heavenly Father, that our nation return to you, the Lord God, and return to cherishing and standing with our friends, especially Britain, Israel, the ever-loyal Czechs and Poles, and all those whom the Bad Red has rebuked--even the very American citizens whom he swore to protect--and may we never again, as individuals and as a nation founded under you, the Lord God, wander from your perfect love, grace, forgiveness, power and light ever again, and never make such selfish, short-sighted and superficial decisions EVER again. I pray this in the Holy Name of the Lord Jesus Christ, who walked in my sandals before me, and proved your perfect love that casts out fear (as John wrote, in I John). Amen.