Calls grow for World Surf League to formally apologize to Federative Republic of Brazil after using stereotypical trope in describing surf fanbase!

Much passion.

Days ago, it was announced that the World Surf League, headquartered in Santa Monica, California, had signed a stunning television rights deal with Latin America’s largest network, TV Globo out of Rio de Janeiro. Per the press release:

Today the World Surf League (WSL) announced that, beginning in 2022, Globo will be the official media partner in Brazil. The new three-year media deal will be effective from 2022 through 2024, providing multi-platform coverage that will be amplified on Globo TV, Globoplay,, and Canal OFF. This new media deal will give the passionate Brazilian audience the opportunity to watch the world’s best surfers in action, including all of the Brazilian athletes that are on the forefront of competitive surfing.

Questions immediately rose as to the use of the word “passionate” as it is the one and only adjective used to describe Brazilian surf fans and has, therefore, become a stereotypical trope. Racist-adjacent.

Why can’t Brazil’s fanbase be “informed” or “dedicated?”


In any case, calls are growing for the World Surf League to issue a formal apology to the federative republic. David Lee and I discussed, on yesterday’s podcast, and also discussed Neo-punk music. Worth your time, I think.

Surf Journalist utilizes fitness strap’s daily diary feature in order to stay dancing fit these strain-filled holidays!

I’ll tell you what, training for a ballet premier is no easy feat. Curtains officially rise tomorrow night, after a lengthy overture, exposing a stage glittered with presents, a Christmas tree and glitter. A sense of awe, wonder.

Magical but hard yards getting there. I have spent the past two nights at the theater dress rehearsing with young daughter, a vision, and the remaining cast and crew of San Diego Ballet Academy’s iconic staging of The Nutcracker.

In makeup and dress until the wee hours.

Oh it’s all very much worth it but there would be no way I could handle the stress, the strain, without the guidance of my personal digital fitness and health coach.

WHOOP tells me how hard I’m pushing, when to sleep, what recovery is looking like setting me up for success the next exhausting morning. It also serves me with a morning journal exercise. A diary, of sorts, using the prompts “Yesterday did you… have any alcoholic drinks? Have any caffeine? Used marijuana in any form?” I ignore the marijuana question, as it is inapplicable, but think hard about answering the first two thereby keeping me on a very necessary straight and narrow. I also write the specifics of the previous day’s activities.

“Dear Diary…” I begin “…Yesterday was a doozy. I showed up at California Center for the Arts already tired, applied my eyeshadow, eyeliner, rouge, lipstick in the dressing room then put on my false breasts, hoop, corset, skirt and top back stage. It was very tiring. The Bon Bons were in fine form, playing tag between my legs and telling me that I looked like a ‘weird lady’ but thankfully my recovery was in the green so I was able to take it in stride only stepping on one. Wish me luck, tomorrow. xoxo. Yours, Surf Journalist.”

I am able to stop, reflect, be best. Does your fitness coach do that for you every morning?

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Decapitated shark’s head left on conservationist’s car in apparent mafia-style warning as “gruesome feud” between activists and fishermen heats up!

The Godfather comes to Jervis Bay!

A fishing contest at Jervis Bay, a town famous for its pretty white sand beach a few hours south of Sydney, has ended with a local activist’s car being graffitied and decorated with the head of a decapitated Tiger shark.

“The White Sands Fishing Competition, which included both the tag and release and capture categories for sharks, saw a tiger and a mako killed, weighed, and beheaded on Saturday. With their carcasses abandoned in the sea, one of the shark heads was kept for taxidermy while the other was dumped on a car owned by a local diving company. The vehicle was also graffitied after a protest video showing the tiger shark being weighed was posted online,” according to ABC News.

The car belongs to Jervis Bay freediving outfit Woe Be Gone, whose environmental bona fides are solid and in stark contrast to the kill-and-dump ethos of competing fishermen.

From the Woe Be Gone site, “Beware greenwashing. We don’t serve animal products on our boats. We have a strict ‘no touch and no harassment’ policy. Interactions between us and the creatures of the sea are only ever on their terms.”

Headless Mako and Tiger.

“Destruction of property. Vandalism. Dismemberment of a wild animal. Lots of ways to describe the act,” writes another shark conservationist Madison Stewart, “A small local business @woebegone_freedive came back to their car to find this and some damage done, after posting about a legal and public fishing tournament occurring in Jervis Bay, Australia. If the individuals engaging in these compeitions are so confident about their actions, catch and sponsors, then why feel the need to react in such a way? Perhaps it’s the fact that bringing awareness to these competitions reveals how much of the public is apposed to them. This is not the first or only vandalism i’ve seen at the hands of fishermen in reaction to nothing more then their actions being made public. Yet we are always labeled the radical ones. Above all… this act is very revealing that there are individuals being deeply effected by the attention being brought to them.”

The Jervis Bay Game Fishing Club, which ran the event, said they didn’t condone the action but, well, shark fishing is legal, so what can you do?

Heritage surf brand Hurley releases must-have stocking stuffer ahead of much anticipated Christmas morning!

One per son recommended.

Christmas is but nine little advent calendar candies away. Directly around the corner and are you one of those families that opens presents on Christmas Eve night or Christmas day morn? In my house, as a child, it was one present on Christmas Eve, at night, stocking first thing Christmas Day morning followed by the rest of the presents and have carried that same tradition, roughly, as a father.

In any case, whenever stockings are un-stuffed, children will be absolutely over the moon to discover heritage surf brand Hurley’s men’s 6 piece grooming set featuring flat-edged and slanted clippers, nail file, tweezer, grooming scissors and cuticle nipper at the toe.

Each piece, except the grooming scissors and cuticle nipper, is adorned with Hurley’s iconic swooping )( logo.

There is certain to be fighting amongst the boys if only one men’s 6 piece grooming set is gifted so I highly recommend one for each son. Daughters will be extremely jealous but will have to wait until next year’s women’s 6 piece grooming set.

A clear lack of equality and cry for feminist surf hero Lucy Small to intervene.

Surf Journalist “capitalizes on a week when body was ready for strain” by maintaining “healthy recovery” even during most stressful time of year!

Science-based encouragement.

This is, without a doubt, the most stressful time of the year. Oh, it has nothing to do with increased traffic, rushing about trying to buy thoughtful gifts, cramming through packed airports onto packed planes on the way to grouchy in-laws no, no, no.

This is, you see, Nutcracker season wherein stages from Sacramento to Sydney, St. Pete to St. Petersburg, become graced with sugar plum fairies and snow queens, soldiers and rats, a kindly uncles showing maybe too much interest in young nieces and tall men in drag.

The Nutcracker. Joyful, beautiful but the stress, oh the stress. The hair and makeup, costume fittings, rehearsal shuttling, matinee-evening show doubleheaders and that is just for parents with young children involved in the corps. I have one of those, dancing four roles. I, as previously shared, am dancing too as “Party Dad” and “Mother Ginger.”

Stress to the heavens in trying to remember choreography, quick changes, where to be on stage, when to clap above my head for all the little Bon Bons to scamper back under my dress, how to apply lipstick over a mustache.

Stress, amen.

Thankfully my personal digital fitness and health coach has kept me from having a full blown aneurysm. My strain is redlining, due the added stress, but dear WHOOP lets me know, minute to minute, that I’m still ok. That while my strain is “high,” my recovery is still “healthy.”

Without access to this science-based encouragement, I might actually believe the way my head feels and keel over. But no, no, no I’m making fitness gains. I am living my very best life.

The surf has been awful for the past few weeks but when it decides to turn back on, I will dance upon waves like I have never danced before.

Curtains rise this Friday.

Come witness glory for yourself, if you happen to be Southern California-adjacent.