Pirates: Beach Boy, instructed the reporter on some of the finer points of hijacking a ship:

Bedlam erupted on the ship’s decks as the pirates tried to round up the frightened crew. Lukman and two others were on the bridge. They switched on the public address system and started beating the captain until his shouts for the crew to surrender blared over the ship’s loudspeakers. “Please, they are killing me,” he cried.
Mr. Gwin spent enough time with real-life pirates to learn that one of them, Jhonny Batam, had a reputation as “a gentleman of opportunity” and a talent for singing Rod Stewart’s “Sailing.” Another, known as Beach Boy, instructed the reporter on some of the finer points of hijacking a ship:
I kicked off my shoes and copied the technique. The bamboo’s natural joints offered a good grip, even when wet, and its stiffness made it easier to climb than a rope. To reach the decks of taller ships, Beach Boy said they would lash two or three bamboos together. I reached the top and slid down. “You could be a pirate,” Muhammad said. The others laughed. I started to put on my shoes when I felt a powerful grip on my shoulder and a cold blade of a parang on the back of my neck. “Then you grab the first sailor you see,” Muhammad barked in my ear. “Tell me where the money is!” My heart skipped a beat before I realized he was just demonstrating the next step in an attack: “And the sailor will follow you like a water buffalo.”