Captain Richard Phillips and the Pirates
Yankee Plus Dec 2015
TABLE OF CONTENTS
The first December snow has come to Underhill, Vermont, and that makes Richard Phillips happy. “My kind of weather,” the 54-year-old Merchant Marine captain says. It’s been only eight months since Somali pirates took him from the helm of the Maersk Alabama, the American container ship they seized on Wednesday, April 8, 2009, off the East African coast: the first pirate capture of any American ship since the early 1800s.
Demanding ransom, the Somalis held Phillips at gunpoint onboard the ship’s enclosed lifeboat. For the next five days, the story of a ship’s captain sacrificing his safety for his vessel and 19-man crew riveted the world, his face seen across televisions everywhere. Then, on April 12, Easter Sunday, came the electrifying news: U.S. Navy SEAL snipers had killed three of the pirates in one daring, high-risk volley amid roiling seas and fading light. The fourth pirate was in custody aboard a Navy destroyer, where reportedly he’d been negotiating the ransom. “His courage is a model for all Americans,” President Barack Obama said of Phillips.
Life for Richard Phillips and his wife, Andrea, an emergency-room nurse in Burlington, hasn’t been the same since his ordeal. After 30 years at sea, 19 as a ship’s captain, he’s been tied to the land since his rescue. He says he wants to head back to sea, but admits that maybe it’s time for new challenges. When his memoir, A Captain’s Duty, is published in April, he’ll be entering his own uncharted waters–a nationwide book tour. Columbia Pictures has bought the movie rights. He meets from time to time with a speech coach, who is helping this natural storyteller hone his delivery, to capture an audience.
Only a day before our visit, however, news reports were focusing on Maersk Alabama crew members who were saying that no matter how heroic Phillips’s actions, he’d been negligent and stubborn in steering his ship too close to pirate-infested waters, even after warnings that a more prudent route would be much farther out to sea. “We all make mistakes,” he says, the snow swirling outside. “I’m prepared for the criticism. I expected it. It’s the society we live in. I think there are a lot of contradictions in what’s being said. Why do things change three, four, six, eight months down the road? I feel comfortable in what I’ve done. I’m sure there’s some human nature involved in this.”
We talk for three hours in Phillips’s rambling 1840s farmhouse, with a barn across the road and 16 acres of snow-covered fields out the windows. He wears a shirt emblazoned with the photo and logo of the USS Bainbridge, the destroyer that rescued him. What follows is an edited version of our conversation. For clarity and brevity, Phillips’s remarks are compressed. My comments in italics are meant as narrative bridges. Phillips’s book, A Captain’s Duty: Somali Pirates, Navy Seals, and My Dangerous Days at Sea, will be published by Hyperion in April.
“Pirates are like a pack of hyenas on the hunt. Usually these are 25- to 30-foot fishing boats [with] high-powered engines on the back. They go fast, and they’re very maneuverable. They’ve got four or five guys in a boat who all live on the mother ship. The mother ship can be a tugboat, a fishing boat, a yacht, [or] just something they’ve stolen. Forty or more guys are living on it, and they either tow their boats or they put them on the deck if it’s a big enough ship, and they go [hundreds of miles] out and they just sit there and drift and wait for a target …
“You have to keep the pirates off the ship. Once they get on, it’s over. I’ve said that before and I say that now. I think ships should be armed [with] specially trained Special Forces types. Give us ways to protect ourselves. Had the mother ship made it to the Maersk Alabama, it would have been over. Then they can put 20 people [onboard] with guns and they can just comb through the ship and find everyone. So it’s imperative [that] the pirates do not get on the ship …
“They were trying to call Somalia, to get the mother ship there, and had they [succeeded], I’d probably still be in Somalia with the whole crew. But they didn’t know how to operate the radar, because I’d disabled it; they were trying to talk on the VHF, but I’d changed channels on them and they didn’t realize it, and they just couldn’t reach the mother ship. They did try and use communications on the sat [satellite] phone, but they didn’t know how to use it properly, and they would even check to make sure I dialed the right number, but I [made sure] it didn’t work. I just told them it was poor coverage on their cell phones …
“[The pirates] were skinny and underfed. The one I called [in my book] Leader was very mean. Said ‘Shut up’ a lot. A good leader, though. Intelligent. Capable. Ran a tight ship. [There were] two tall guys who were very good seamen, I’ll give them that; they knew a lot of knots, very hard knots to tie, let alone untie. [And the fourth] was a crazy young guy [with] Charlie Manson eyes. He had no problem just clicking the gun at me frequently and smiling as he did it …
“Once they got aboard, they were very quick up to the bridge. So me and two of my crew were taken hostage up on the bridge. I knew where [my] men were, because when the pirates were boarding and shooting, they were going from the initial safe room to a backup safe room. [The pirates] wanted me to call everyone else up, but I didn’t give a secret word, so no one paid attention to me. I was also able to cue my mike to let them hear what was going on up on the bridge.
“The pirates went through the rooms a couple of times … and they just couldn’t find anybody. They told us they would shoot us in two minutes unless everybody was up there. And I was prepared for that … But I saw nothing to be gained from my side to give my crew up. Once they get the crew up there, they could just shoot all of us. It’s for the safety of the many against the hazards of the few. And that’s something I knew and accepted … A captain’s duty is to take care of your ship, your crew, and your cargo. Everything derives from this.”
The pirates lost their leader when he was captured by Phillips’s men as he was searching for the ship’s crew. With the crew hidden, the Maersk Alabama shut down by its engineers, and the Somalis’ own high-speed skiff swamped by waves, the three other pirates looked for a way to extricate themselves. Phillips helped them see the advantages of leaving the ship with him. They agreed that they would exchange him for their leader. Once they were all safe in the enclosed lifeboat, however, the pirates said no deal, and Phillips became their hostage.
“I’d been taught that the captain has to be the last one off the ship, but in my situation I knew that the best thing for my ship was for me to get off the ship and take the pirates with me, even though that goes against all the training I’ve ever had … I told the chief engineer, ‘You have the boat ready to go as soon as they’re in the water. Leave me. Don’t worry about it.’ Because my concern at that time was other pirates …
“I told the pirates that they wouldn’t get any ransom for me; I told them we’d [all] die here. And I didn’t expect any ransom to take place, because that’s pretty much the way we are. If you pay the ransom, basically for every dollar you pay, you’ve just enlisted three pirates. I was just their shield, and I saw that they had no qualms about killing me. No qualms at all … I was afraid and fearful for the majority of the time, but I just had to sit that down in the seat next to me and just take care of what’s ahead, and deal with what’s right now, what’s five minutes away, and not worry about tomorrow … You’ve got to hold fast–don’t give in.
Please Note: This information was accurate at the time of publication. When planning a trip, please confirm details by directly contacting any company or establishment you intend to visit.