Pro-shark film “Envoy: Shark Cull” aims for maximum emotional gut punch to prove risk of shark attack so low as to be essentially meaningless!

The major obstacle to the film's success, however, is reality itself.

A new pro-shark film called Envoy: Shark Cull is about to hit the big screens in Australia, tonight in fact.

The filmmakers claim that anyone who watches the film will “become an advocate against the QLD and NSW shark control programs”.

I haven’t seen the film but watching the trailer and a live webinar broadcast last week gives me a good feel for the central planks of the argument. Argument is too strong a word, the film aims for the maximum emotional gut punch to prove four things.

Sharks ain’t a danger to humans, and we shouldn’t fear them.

The NSW* and QLD shark control programs (nets and drumlines) are both ineffective and outdated.
Shark control programs using nets and drums are barbaric anachronisms of a superseded old school world view.

The risk of shark attack is so low as to be essentially meaningless.

This forms part of a world view that sees the future of human-shark interactions as not one of human self-defence via control programs but one of “co-existence”. To make that case a major rebranding effort on behalf of sharks, seeing as they can’t talk or make films, is necessary.

I see the major obstacle to the film’s success as an advocacy on behalf of sharks, particularly our favourite pal the White shark, as reality itself.

Let us examine the ways.

First, a quick back-up.

It’s a common view in this neck of the woods that the whole shark scene has become a very fine hustle with many vested interests. Notably: shark babes, certain scientists/advocates, purveyors of certain products etc etc.

This film will only strengthen that impression, for good or ill.

S’funny what an impact Jaws still makes. According to the scientists and filmmakers the main reason we think sharks attack people is due to an almost half century old Hollywood (very good) B film.

Never mind that half the people getting bit now weren’t alive when Jaws was released. Never mind that the QLD shark program was introduced in 1962, thirteen years before Jaws was released or, in the case of the NSW shark program, over a half-century before it scared people witless.

The solution, according to scientists, to this fear and inappropriate image, is to change the language.

It’s now no longer kosher to refer to attacks, henceforth they will be known as bites. One of the chief intellectual hustlers in this game, Christopher Pippin-Neff, goes even further.

“Shark attacks,” according to Chrisso, “are a lie”.

This logic comes about due to Chris’s belief that the problem of shark attack risk is largely psychological and thus if we change our minds by changing the language the problem is solved.

The other angle on shark attacks is the historical one based on actual reality, evidence in other words.

That involves surfers like Brad Smith, who as a fully grown male in the prime of his life was torn to bits by two Whites at Lefthanders in 2004. According to the official case file: Brad Smith was surfing with a mate and three other people when a large shark snapped his board in half, knocking him into the sea.

“Another large shark launched itself out of the water and got him and that was it,” said a surfer.

Smith lashed out with his fists to try to keep the sharks at bay as they came at him repeatedly.

Surfer Cameron Rowe, a 16 year old who witnessed the attack, said: “These [sharks] were massive. When the first one came up a bit I could see its fin and it was almost a yard high. When it came out of the water with Brad still fighting it, I could see its body was about the width of a car and its open jaws were as wide as a man’s arm. One of Smith’s friends, 17-year-old Mitch Campbell, said: ‘It was the worst thing I have seen. There was so much confusion out there it was impossible to tell which shark was attacking, but they kept coming at him time and time again. You could see Brad trying to whack at them to keep them away.”

But after just 45 seconds Smith disappeared beneath the surface.

INJURY: Fatal. The surfer suffered extensive injuries to his torso, and a large bite to his leg. He suffered “massive injuries to pelvis and abdomen”, according to a St. Johns Ambulance spokesperson.

At least they got the body back, unlike others such as Cameron Bayes at Cactus, or Jevan Wright at Blackfellas, both of whom were fully or partially consumed and never seen again.

Other more recent fatal “bites” were also only recovered due to bystanders taking on lit-up Whites who were intent on dragging the bitee down to Davy Jones’ locker.

But yeah, no attacks.

According to Dr Leo Guida, a prominent shark researcher for the Australian Marine Conservation Society and expert in the film, avoiding the term attacks “helps improve the public’s understanding of sharks and how they behave”.

To which I would respond, yeah, but nah.

If it quacks like a duck and walks like a duck, the public is capable of calling it a duck.

There have been some mixed messages in the re-brand.

According to a SMH article, the problem for sharks, who have swum in the ocean for 450 million years, is they don’t recognise the more recently arrived humans. That seems very disrespectful to sharks, one of the most evolutionary successful apex predators. Hominids have been on the Earth for two million years at least.

Do these scientists think sharks are that stupid they can’t learn to recognise a human being in 2 million years?

It’s obvious from the film trailer that the segment of the general public whose minds need changing the most are surfers. The methodology here is using “A-listers” like Layne Beachley and Tom Carroll.

Layne rolls out the argument that shark netting has no relevance anymore. The gist of the Beachley beef is that we are using over fifty-year-old technology and we don’t accept that in any other field.

Fair enough.

We updated the abacus and the carrier pigeon to calculators and I-phones. But what about the wheels on your car though, Layne. Do we ditch the wheel because it’s been around forever?

The reason the nets stick around is because they work.

This question of effectiveness will be the hardest battle against reality for the filmmakers/advocates. In the webinar being used to promote the film Dr Guida constantly referred to science backing up the claim that the Queensland shark control program did not work and that there were alternatives ready to roll out.

He implored the public to refer to the scientific review of the alternatives commissioned by the Queensland gov.

So I did.

It seemed pretty clear cut.

From the report: “There has been only one fatality and 27 unprovoked bites on an SCP (shark control program) protected beach since 1962. There were 19 fatalities and 36 bites in the whole of Queensland prior to 1962.”

Unfortunately, make that two fatalities after poor Nick Slater ended up grey at Greenmount in September last year. If you saw the video footage, it’s hard to unsee, but I’m sure Chris Pepin-Neff could reclassify it to suit the new regime.

Nineteen fatalities before nets and drums, two after. That’s despite the huge increase in population and water usage. Numbers don’t lie, it’s hard to rename them, and that’s going to be the biggest obstacle for Envoy.

The scientific report on the QLD SCP makes a conclusion that is obvious to almost any-one with half a brain: “It is not unreasonable to conclude that local fish-downs have reduced the risk of shark bite to water users by reducing the potential for overlap between water users and potentially dangerous sharks.”

The film will be on much firmer emotional terrain running the barbarism argument against nets and drums. Two hundred and fifty dolphins killed in the nets in the last twenty years in Queensland alone. Turtles, rays, harmless hammerheads, etc etc.

All dead so people can play splash splash in the ocean.

I know this argument against by-catch will be a potent one, because I’ve seen it play out in my hometown.

Ironically, despite Tom Carroll’s advocacy in Envoy it was his brother Nick Carroll’s pro-net piece in Coastalwatch that was the decisive intervention in enabling a trial of shark nets in Lennox-Ballina during the summers of 16/17 and 17/18.

Just as decisive was the shift in community sentiment against nets when the reality of by-catch was made public by the DPI. Local surfers didn’t want Flipper’s blood on their hands in exchange for surfing with lower risk.

In the grand scheme of things is the dismantling of the QLD and NSW shark control programs for the greater good?

I predict we will find out very soon because I believe the film will be massively successful at shifting public sentiment and politicians will have no choice but to pull the gear.

The next stage of “co-existence” will take place.

We will cede the space and nature’s most successful apex predator will have won another battle, perhaps its most decisive one.

I view this near-future with a doomy pragmatism.

Already, in the last half-decade I know more people that have been attacked by Whites than have had car crashes. Expand that out to the people who were there, the ones who dragged in mates, the families and pals, and it’s an ever expanding circle.

By contrast. I know no one in this community who has had COIVD-19, died of bee sting, fallen coconuts, lightning strike, even drowning.

Statistics are meaningless at the local level.

But the film won’t concern itself with that.

The signs will go up: buyer beware. White shark territory. Enter at own risk.

That’s an argument, that once lost, will never be won again.

*Nets in Sydney area, Smart drumlines in Northern NSW.

Man in mid-range suit with halo of pretty sunrise.

Question: Are you a high-end neoprene connoisseur or a meat-and-two-veg wetsuit man?

Do you cycle through new suits yearly or try and eke as many seasons out as you can?

There’s never been a better time to be a consumer.

Take wetsuits, for example.

We’re offered unheard of warmth, flexibility, durability. You can buy one mm suits to wear in summer. Dry suits for the Arctic circle.

Everything in between. Hoods, gloves, booties, all en vogue.

There’s multiple entrants in the market pushing the price point down, most notably Need and Project Blank. No logo has become the new logo. Somewhere out in the world, Naomi Klein sheds a single tear.

But there’s never been a better time.

I’ve traditionally had short arms and long pockets when it came to wetsuits. Been on Need since their early days as the price was always right.

Never had any truck with them. Solid. Dependable. If a little stiff.

I moved away from them last season as my desolate grey soul was crying out for some colour (and flexibility). Copped a Zion two mm. Splendid suit. V flexible. Just not warm enough for those windchill days in winter’s depths.

I get cold. Real cold. Water in my neck of the woods rarely drops below sixteen degrees celsius. That’s sixty to my American brothers and sisters.

But add in a proper westerly coming down through the valley and the teeth will chatter. I feels it in my bones as I get older. Yet I still won’t fork out more than, say, four hundred dollars for a suit. Considering I surf maybe four-to-eight times a week it’s a dunderhead move.

I also don’t take care of my suits.

At all.

Wetsuits are something to be left wet in the back of the car. Maybe getting a quick fling over the north facing verandah once or twice a week to dry out the dank. Like surfboards, they’re made to be used. None of this hosing after every session with a tinkle of talcum powder. My time on earth is too limited.

Fuck it.

I picked up a new one a little while back. Project Blank. You might be familiar with them if you’re in Australia. A Need-adjacent, logo-free wetsuit for the everyday battler. Cost me $280, delivered, or two hundred American, for a 3/2 with thermal lining, glued seams etc.

Purchase made purely as a result of social media advertising.

So far it’s doing the job.

Worn for over a month now in a NSW winter that is yet to hit its straps, water temp-wise. The mercury is only now dropping below eighteen, sixty-five or thereabouts.

But still, the suit is warm enough.

Flexibility is as you would expect of a middle-of-the-range suit. Not quite in the “It doesn’t even feel like I’m in a wetsuit” category but still malleable enough to not be a hindrance.

For a furiously intermediate surfer, about all you can ask for.

The seams do their job on that crucial first duckdive. And, most importantly, it still manages to dry for the morning session, if flung over said balcony the afternoon previous.

Do remember to wash it out if you take piss in it, though. I’ve accidentally left it sitting in the car a couple of times overnight and the acrid aroma was akin to a family of tomcats holding an unprotected sex party in my boot.


A satisfactory if not unremarkable product, overall. A few sustainability points in there, if that matters to you. 

And if it reeks too bad I’ll just buy another.

Fuck it. Never been a better time.

And how about you?

Are you a high-end neoprene connoisseur or a meat and two veg character like myself? Do you cycle through new suits yearly or try and eke as many seasons out as you can?

Are you into sustainable wetsuits?


Do you prance around your home in them, hair all trussed up, whiskers drawn onto your nose with a black texta, and meow like a cat?

What else?

Insightful new profile on Kanoa Igarashi challenges notion that Japan’s golden boy is nothing more than a surfing Stepford Wife!

Dreams within dreams.

There are many understandable critiques of Japan-by-way-of-Huntington-Beach’s Kanoa Igarashi. For one, he celebrates weird, mouth open, screams flowing out neither primal nor deep, arms pumping like a father of the bride dancing to YMCA.

For two, he seems fake and not even a deep fake. Like a robot who was built to be talented and handsome and polite but built too well and therefore never considered because it is clearly artificial.

A surfing Stepford Wife.

And as surfing’s grand Olympic debut draws nearer and nearer, Igarashi has drawn more and more spotlight. I have read many of the interviews, watched too, and never considered anything other than how on message he keeps. Never a slip, never a falter, never a new bit of insight, only perfect flowing from a gleaming white tooth’d mouth… until just now.

In a new and cinematic profile for Outside Magazine, the critically-acclaimed Daniel Duane plunges beneath the plastic veneer and reveals truths that I have never stopped to consider. You must read Is Kanoa Igarashi the LeBron of Surfing? in its entirety but I would like to briefly discuss the notion of Igarashi being only a chimera of his parents dream.

You know the story, Igarashi’s mother and father pursing aerobics careers in Japan, conceive, think “How cool would it be for our child to be a professional surfer?” and fulfill that dream by moving to Huntington Beach, waking Kanoa up at 3:00 am to drive him to surf contests etc.

Igarashi, in the retelling, is only awed by his parents’ sacrifices. There is no bitterness, no frustration about being the vessel for someone else’s fantasy, and regarding this, Duane writes:

One might argue that this particular ship—Kanoa living out Tsutomu’s dream—had sailed quite a long time before. But that would also require admitting that fathers and mothers have been putting their own dreams onto children from time immemorial, that a father could imbue a kid with a dream worse than life as a pro surfer, and that nobody becomes as good of a surfer as Igarashi without an authentic hunger of his own.

Ah, “fathers and mothers putting their dreams onto children from time immemorial” is a good nut and caused me to pause deeply in order to consider my own relationship with dreaming and parenthood. Your own relationship too. The vast majority of parents dream at least something for their children beyond sitting like a blob and recreating TikTok videos and try to push them along the way. How much is too much, though? And what if the parents’ and child’s dream is truly the same?

A dream within a dream like Inception?

What if dreams are actually folded into the DNA?

The chicken/egg business of that can never be solved, but, as it relates to Igarashi, it was the first time in maybe ever that I’ve ever paused and considered really anything at all.

Duane rounds out the profile with a stray thought from Chas Smith, “editor of the heinously irresponsible surf tabloid Beach Grit,” that the Tokyo Games are likely to be the apex for Igarashi. “Because any surfer who is worth his salt and reasonable,” Smith says, “looks at all those Brazilians on tour and realizes he is not ever going to beat those guys and be world champion. I think Kanoa is rightly looking at this moment”—when he will represent Japan in the Olympics, the most-watched sporting event on earth—“and thinking, This is when I can be, honest to goodness, for a few days, the biggest athlete on earth.”


I think yes.

Surfer knocked off board by ten-foot Great White shark near site of WSL’s Rottnest Island tour event; beaches on tourist island closed!

Come to Rotto, pat a White.

Two weeks after a surfer had his arm “destroyed” by a Great White at Crescent Head and two months after another surfer was killed by a Great White at Tuncurry, a surfer has been knocked off his board by a ten-foot White at Chickens, a reef ledge a couple of bays east of Strickos, site of the WSL’s tour event in May. 

The man, unidentified so far although with that sorta story he’ll be appearing shortly, you’d think, on some sorta tabloid television program, was belted by the White around 12:30 on Monday. 

According to authorities, he was not injured and managed to “safely swim ashore.” 

Now, it ain’t clear whether swim ashore means he left his board in the mouth of the White and fled or he was bumped, regathered equipment and paddled like hell. 

Around the same time an eight-foot bull shark was spotted near the Narrow’s Bridge, way up the Swan River and pretty little Leighton Beach was being patrolled by a shark.

It’s been a quiet year for shark attacks in Western Australia, howevs, unlike last year where three men were killed including surfer Andrew Sharpe, who was disappeared by a Great White.

A local surfer said he was taken “almost whole. The body is just fucking gone.”

Last month, a couple of fisherman were “stalked by an aggressive Great White”, fifteen feet or so, at Rottnest’s Catherine Bay. 

The Great White has been protected in Australian waters since 1999.

Anecdotal evidence suggests numbers have bounced back nicely.

Beaches reopen in a few hours. 

Nathan Florence, compelling man. Seems pretty nice.

OnlyFans star and brother of US Olympian John John Florence reveals “extreme anxiety”, “why I think about dying” and says he is “sun poisoned” in explicit Reddit Ask-Me-Anything!

"Of course I think about dying, how can you not on some of these swells these days?"

Nathan Florence, just turned twenty-seven and with reddish brown eyes like dried blood, is the most interesting of the Florence pack, as evidenced by his recent foray onto the controversial subscription service mainly used by hookers and porn models. 

Recently, Nathan appeared on a Reddit AMA, an interactive interview where celebs or whatever answer fans’ questions in real time.

His answers, as always, are striking. 

How many days a week do you train outside of surfing when it’s not pumping? What do you primarily focus on during your workouts? Side question: what is your plan for your OnlyFans? I think a few in here are genuinely curious why we should pay to view your content?

I train in gym five days a week, two active rest days, swimming, diving, rowing, foiling, cycling activities for active rest. I program very hard mentally taxing workouts crossfit-based primarily. Willpower is everything in big waves IMO. Training with intensity where you start thinking “I can’t finish no way I can” but the other side of your mind says “We have no option but to continue”. This is major in pushing myself mentally in the bigger stuff, huge in overcoming bad incidents, and builds willpower in an epic way! I will be doing more in-depth videos on this on my new Coaching channel. I supplement that type of training with pure strength-based power lifting, deadlifts, squats, Olympic lifting, heavy and less reps, this to me is the best preparation for surfing and injury prevention.

How long do you think you can continuously paddle straight?

Five or six hours, maybe more

If you couldn’t be a pro surfer what career would you want?

I love trading and writing but I think would have given cross-fit or endurance type sport a go! I love that stuff. I am naturally a good swimmer would have loved to try for pro, alas I am not six-five. Ha!

How long is an average session for you?

If the waves are firing, four-to-six hours I will stay out

If waves are just fun and average, one-to-two hours

If waves are bad I try to give it at least an hour!

Sometimes it’s just not worth getting frustrated over though, haha! I’ve called it after one or two waves many times.

Next time you charge big Mavs, would you consider surfing big OB (Ocean Beach, San Francisco)? Would love to see my local on the vlog and maybe see you in the lineup! Also, where are the Nathan Florence tees?! I have shirts from Koa and Eli!

I’ve been wanting to try OB for so long now! I always get so fried from Mavs though so I never make it! definitely a goal! I can’t do shirts due to contractual obligations for main sponsor Vans! But happy to say I am doing a signature collection with them next year! There will be lightning bolts haha!

Did you go to Kahuku High School?

I did! For two years! I’ll be completely honest with all here, I left high school at eighth grade and gave homeschool an okay effort, then I just stopped. I gave everything to my surfing. I did not graduate. Do I regret it? Almost, I can always get my GED though if I feel it’s necessary.

Your air game has made insane progress. What do you know now that you wish you knew a few years back?

1. It’s going to take time, a lot of it, no matter what! So just expect that!

2. Head position (where you look on take off of air), speed and a wider stand were HUGE learning curves for me!!

3. When learning, wind is your friend! Only going against it or into it. I mean, it makes it so much easier, dude! Trying airs with wind at your back is a no-go for me.

4. There will be frustration. Never in my surfing life did I have so much frustration learning than with air camp.

What’s your least favourite thing about surfing? And favourite?

My favorite is the endless learning no matter what level you are, surfing is forever and has so many faces, so many limits you can push for yourself and, of course, the mindlessness of riding a wave. Hyper focus like that is hard to find! Even John, who is multiple champ and the top of surfing, he is always so excited to learn and practice new things in the water, I love seeing that in people no matter what their level is.

Least favorite is being in the sun so much, I swear I am sun poisoned you guys, I cover up so much but genetically just get wrecked that and fighting a tombstoning board while another wave is landing on you I hate that! I seem to have found a couple fixes for that and think it will save many a lot of needless energy expenditure, doing more in depth vids like that on my coaching channel

How do you feel about an average surfer taking waves in a lineup? Have found myself in a line up with pros and even when I have priority always feel like I should leave it for one of you guys to do something better with than the weak turns I’m about to do…

I say no way, go for the waves if you can catch and surf them! Only time is when wave is far above your level and you know your prob going to fall, for instance. If I have priority, but am not in a good position to go on the wave, I will tell someone else to go who is in a better position, not because they are deeper or anything but because I probably won’t make it from my position so why waste it?

What’s your two favorite places you’ve traveled to? One for most fun wave and other for most fun outside of the surf?

West Australia is so damn cool, massive wave diversification, great food, good people, just spooky shark vibe haha! Honestly, I love the points in Mexico on a big south swell! Waves are just so damn fun!!!

What are some strategies for becoming more comfortable in bigger surf?

Comfortability is everything. If you’re comfortable in your body and its toughness it helps mentally to get over that hump of fear that’s why training is so important to me! Willpower is everything… not jumping straight into something you’re extremely uncomfortable with is huge too, slow exposure to bigger and bigger surf is key. Jump into something you’re not ready for and you may be traumatized into never trying again which is not what anybody wants! Know your physical limits.

Who do you honestly think is the coolest out of you and your brothers?

One hundred percent our youngest bro Ivan, I literally call him Mister Cool. If you watch my youtube channel you will see, guy has best style of three of us, he is equally good at skating/surfing/snowboarding.

What is the Hekinbob? Where did it come from? How do I perfect this technique?

I need a Hekinbob OnlyFans tutorial! Dude, this person makes them and sells the creatures. She actually got mad at me for posting and not tagging her. That’s how I found the page. Hekinbob is a seven-thousand-dollar weird baby monster creature thing I saw and couldn’t stop laughing. I can’t find link for you. 

Tips to get cardio up for surfing? Do I just surf a bunch? Run a bunch? I always want to stay out longer but feel that my form gets cruddy after a while when I’m tired. And, what music you listening to these days?

I you have the time, surf more! I tell everyone this, surfing more should be number one on priority! But I get most people don’t have endless time to surf, they freakin work! Swim a lot if you can, if not hit hard high-intensity workouts in gym,. Build your engine, shoulder strength and general fitness. Dude, listen to so much eighties music lately…

What’s your mindset, like, twenty-four hours before going to surf big waves? Do you try and visualise the exact steps you’re going to take or do you try and distract yourself (relieve anxiety or whatever)?

I get extreme anxiety. Adrenaline starts early for me and I utilise it for energy on the big days. I use it to hyper focus in on what I want. I definitely visualise the wave I want. If it’s a big swell, I think about the ride of my life, what it would look like start to finish, every detail. Of course I think about dying, how can you not on some of these swells these days? But the chance at the ride of a lifetime overpowers such thoughts.