What happened to having FUN? About getting up on stage and just...just...given' 'er hell?
Piety is the death of surfing. If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it one thousand times and this damned conservatism, this cursed pharisaical golem has reared its ugly head once again, today staring mealy eyes and wagging a crooked judgmental finger toward Dion Agius and the rest of the Globe crew.
“Xanax?” it gasps, completely horrified. “Fuck the WSL?” it shrieks, less horrified but more rudely dismissive.
Well what happened to having FUN? What is so wrong about a letting the good times roll? About getting up on stage and just…just…given’ ‘er hell? It seems like Dion is doing just fine sans Xanax but everyone else (especially at Australia’s Surfing Life. Click here to read.) should take at least two and calm down.
And now let’s speak to Noa Deane’s exuberance. There the cherubic Australian stood, gazing out at a roomful of industry types. What is the first thing that springs to his mind? Fuck the WSL! He don’t like it. And the Hawaiian locals, numbers paired from 16 down to two don’t like it either. He shouted for them. He shouted for their children and their children’s children and I hope to see him in Da Hui soon.
There should be no gripes from any of surfing’s disparate corners. No tsk-tsking at all.
And if you have a gripe? Email Graham Stapelberg’s bodyguard at [email protected]. It is a bit harder getting to G these days but with enough persistence and enough moral outrage I’m certain you’ll find a way.
The only gripe I have is that Rusty let Noa dress like a 90s surf droog.