Special Guest Blogger: Madame Ching

Pirating can be a dangerous and fickle business and while most pirates wind up with barely enough booty to buy parrot food, i was pretty good at it and became one of the richest people on the planet.
Before i turn to piracy, it was other mens timbers which were shivered in my floating brothel but then that got busted and i was captured by pirates of the infamous Red Flag Fleet and forced to marry the top pirate, Cheng I, but such is the life of a pirate he was soon bobbing lifeless in the China Sea getting gnawed on by passing fish and i inherited his leadership position and using my keen business mind from my brothel days, i ran it as a business.
Most salty sea dogs believed that having a woman on your ship meant bad things would befall them, and nobody made a better case for that than me if i ever boarded your ship, gathering rivalling Cantonese pirate fleets into an alliance and my pirate business had over 1,500 ships and crewed by 180,000 of the blood thirstiest loyal scum of the time, my fleet was so large that we took on the Chinese, British, and Portuguese navies.
Rather than waste time robbing merchant shipping, although we did do that also, i made a law that no pirate was to steal from the poorest villages and we'd mainly plunder wealthy towns and then, like a salt-brined Robin Hood, we would redistribute some of that wealth to the impoverished countryside therby earning their loyalty and more importantly, a steady supply of willing recruits.
I also made it law that all plunder was to be shared out equally amongst all the crew, making me an early advocate of Socialism.
In the end, after capturing so many of the ships the Chinese Government sent to stop us, they offered me a settlement to disband my fleet in return for a full pardon and to keep all the stolen booty as well as 120 ships to use for my next business in the salt trade and a return to another floating brothel, thar she blows you might say.
I not only survived being a pirate and escaped the usual pirate fate of being made to walk the plank or set adrift in a rowing boat with twelve men tossing in it, i died peacefully in my sleep aged 69.