"There are pictures of you on every telephone pole,
soon to be on T-shirts, the local surfers all know your face
now…"
As we’ve written before, surfers, if that’s what you
want to call us, have ridden the COVID train to hitherto never
before seen heights of self-policing, usurping the usual
snitches, informers, rats and so on.
Public exceptions, of
course, are Joel Tudor, and Derek Dunfee, the
big-waver and photographer who, according to Coronado mayor Richard
Bailey, “singlehandedly” brought together all the mayors in San
Diego to talk about and eventually overturn the no-surf ban.
Two days ago, the libertine transhumanist Zoltan Istva
wrote in The New York
Times of being a lockdown runner and…
Wait…
Tranhumanism?
Oh, using tech to beat death, disease etc, not in the usual ways
like antibiotics and dentures, but with artificial wombs
(the concept is that women
have the right not to carry a fetus, but not to kill it, therefore
if artificial wombs can be employed both sides of the abortion
debate win), and implants to augment our senses, a
melding of man and robot etc.
Terrific stuff and I’ll be the first to rid myself of this
poorly functioning brain and body.
Anyway.
Zoltan
wrote,
“I just couldn’t see how walking out of my house, getting
into my car, parking near the beach, and paddling into waves could
be dangerous for anyone. Even on the beach — which hasn’t been
crowded since the pandemic hit — most people were wearing masks and
practicing social distancing. In the water, we were always
considerably more than six feet apart from one another.
“A few days ago, a county sheriff’s officer stood outside
his vehicle in the parking area of the beach in Bolinas, waving off
visitors and telling surfers to go home. Like many other surfers, I
avoided him by parking on a side street. I suited up and after
making sure he was looking the other way, sprinted to the water. I
caught my first wave of the day a minute later.
I understand that quarantine rules must apply to everyone or
the plan to flatten the curve doesn’t work. But I doubt that
surfing alone jeopardizes the health of society in any
statistically meaningful way, especially because all the surfers
I’ve seen have been careful to practice social distancing in and
out of the water. The physical, mental and spiritual benefits to
surfing outweigh the tiny chance a surfer might become infected or
infect someone else.”
He does get a little silly when he writes about weeping in the
surf and how “Being in the ocean and riding waves can be ecstatic
and spiritual.”
I get it, I agree, but it looks rough on paper.
Importantly, he’s a Tudor, not a Skindizzle.
The response, very fierce.
#gohomezoltan is trending on IG
“Maybe ur day tripper friends are all jacking eachother off
while looking at ur ny times article but the entire population of
every single small beach town is utterly repulsed,” writes Heather
Lowry.
“You’re the kind of guy that goes to town and buys a chai latte
putting his infectious waste grubby mitts all over the counter
putting our local population at risk. There are pictures of you on
every telephone pole, soon to be on T-shirts, the local surfers all
know your face now, you named not only our town but the local surf
break, which no true surfer ever does, but you told others how to
break the rules, your welcome in Bo is not going to be a warm one.
Kook,” writes Andrew
Owston.
To one cutie-pie in a
titty-popping bikini who trolled him he responded
with,
Holly, You & plenty others have threatened me in social
media, & there are screen shots for it all. I’m a federal candidate
and convicted violence against could mean federal prison. And
because I’m a public figure, it may also mean more media at Bolinas
soon.
Two questions in all this, I suppose.
Who’s winning the war of hearts and minds, the Tudors or the
Skinnies?
And transhumanism,
Did you ever think such a fabulous thing might happen in our
lifetimes?