It's a whole new world!
Our surfboard builders, our blue-collar heroes, put their very health at risk every single day so that we can have much pleasure. Oh we’re not like the World Surf League or Kelly Slater. We don’t have to build a massive wave pool in a drought-stricken desert and call it “environmentally sustainable.” We don’t have to lie to ourselves for we know that surfing is toxic both metaphorically and truly.
Toxic attitudes, toxic chemicals, toxic foams, odors, cleaning products, painting products, glassing products etc.
No sane mother would ever encourage her child to shape surfboards. She would rather her son take up the gigolo life as a healthier alternative. She would prefer her daughter stripping at clubs in the industrial part of town.
But Coronavirus has tipped our crazy globe upside down and who wears a fancy gas mask every day at the office?
Who self-isolates in small rooms, alone, wearing a fancy gas mask?
Who has a cranky, generally misanthropic attitude while wearing a fancy gas mask?
Yes, surfboard builders will be one of the few classes of worker who survive this Coronavirus Zombie Apocalypse and I have no doubt mothers are instructing their children right now not to go back to school when those doors eventually swing wide. I have no doubt those same mothers will winking at any surfboard builder they see strutting down the street, gearing up for a future mate.