The frightened folks on Amity Island — the fictional location of the film “Jaws” — desperately tried to deny the existence of the great white shark in their midst. “You yell shark, we’ve got a panic on our hands on the Fourth of July,” worried the town’s mayor. He was wrong. This is Shark Summer on Cape Cod, and rather than fleeing, the crowds are flocking.
Chatham, the quaint village beset each winter by storms that constantly remake its coastline, is ground zero for the big fish. Sightings are up this year. The warmer waters (for most, another sign of global climate change; for a few, just another incredible coincidence!) are attracting seals, and seals attract sharks. Who, after all, can resist an all-you-can-eat buffet?