In today's news there was an update on the sea migration into Italy from troubled points east and south.
There was a few seconds of footage of the topside of one of the rescue vessels, and the hazmat suit-wearing figure of what I will call the Bucket Guy.
Like the Bag Man of the famous Tian An Men Square photograph, which seems to stop tanks with the sheer force of his shopping bag's will, the Bucket Guy must make his rounds.
Be it in the full, judging glare of the noonday sun, or as a clumsy altercations by flashlight at midnight,
He must find his way through the huddled crowd amassed atop his vessel, and, upon demand, turn himself into a human toilet.
This is a small but important task since (a) they can't allow the shipboard facilities to be overwhelmed by the sheer numbers, and (b) they can't have people defecating over the ship's edge as a matter of safety, and (c) they probably want to gather specimens from sick people.
Today we salute thee.