Luke’s departure was not the end. Second stew Laura had grown interested in a Brooklyn-born deckhand named Adam. At dinner, Adam told her plainly that he only wanted to be friends. She persisted: He would never be interested in sex with her? No. He wanted to be friends. He sometimes smiled nervously, or chuckled, but he communicated clearly.
But later, on the yacht, Laura was continuing to touch Adam constantly, including in the hot tub. At one point it appeared that she grabbed him under the water, given the way he jumped away and said “Stop that.” He eventually agreed to a massage that she swore wouldn’t be sexual (perhaps hoping it would defuse the situation), but when she actually came into his room to try to do it, he insisted the door stay open and then tried to bore and ignore her into leaving. And when she crawled up on his bed without being invited, there were more producer voices, telling her to buzz off and get out of his room.
In the morning, because of this behavior and because Laura decided to go around telling everyone Luke shouldn’t have been fired and eye-rolling to Margot about how it wasn’t as if Margot had really told him no, and it wasn’t as if he would have actually assaulted her (thus indicating she was not on board with the whole “respect people’s boundaries” idea), Laura was also dismissed. And interestingly, Adam blamed himself much as Margot did, saying maybe he wasn’t telling Laura no seriously enough, or firmly enough, maybe he was trying too hard to be nice about it. It is a curious impulse, this idea that had someone understood that you really did not want them to do what they were doing, surely they would not have done it.
Much-too-drunken sailors
There’s some useful material in this episode that burbles up from all the absurdity. Obviously, it’s about consent, and about how you cannot climb into the bed of a person who hasn’t invited you particularly if they’re passed out or sleeping, particularly if you’re naked. And furthermore, you can’t keep handling anybody of any gender when they’ve asked you not to. These are, you might say, the headlines.
But the whole incident raises another uncomfortable issue. Alcohol plays a critical role in many reality-show franchises. Your housewives, your people who stop being polite and start getting real, and most definitely your bachelors and bachelorettes, all have historically done a tremendous amount of drinking. But Below Deck has always had, to me, a particularly fraught relationship with being not merely drunk, but blackout drunk. Uncomfortable levels of physical aggression and confrontation have sometimes followed these nights out, as have mornings in which apologies are of limited value coming from apologizers who clearly have no memory of what they did. In an interview with The Baltimore Banner, Eddie Lucas, who’s appeared on several seasons of Below Deck as a deckhand and bosun, said this about the nights out:
And then also, when we get off charter, and they’re [the producers are] like, “Oh, you know, go out, have dinner, have a good time.” You’re like, “I’d rather just get some sleep” and they’re like, “No, you’re gonna drink. You’re gonna drink and you’re gonna stay up until four in the morning, and you’re going to like it!”