Erik Logan has left the building, as we know, but the stench of his dismissal, what he actually did, remains, grossly permeating the upcoming U.S. Open of Surfing festival presented by Wallex. Lingering thick ahead of the Shiseido Tahiti Pro which, if I’m not mistaken, used to be brought to us by OuterKnown?
What happened to OuterKnown as it related to the Tahiti Pro?
Vanished without a trace.
Secrets everywhere, man.
Silos of silence pumped full, at prescribed times, with an ozone mist of toxic positivity.
The World Surf League has to be one of the most absurd governing bodies on the planet, no? Greenwashing, sportwashing, moralitywashing. What do you want washed? For a price, title sponsor of a six-star challenger series event, it’s no problem. Hunter Biden made a real mistake in not hiring the “Global Home of Surfing” as his public relations firm in light of his recently rejected plea deal.
NATO x Vlad Putin might still swing in.
World War III presented by Bailey Ladders.
At least FIFA is openly and unwaveringly corrupt.
But professional surfing?
And, herein, lies all of its problems. Normal folk know that sunlight and air are necessary for healing. Billionaires apparently don’t. The worst sort of infections fester in sealed off environments and that is exactly what we have today.
The League will not shift paths, not now, if it isn’t forced. The seal will get tighter, positive noise louder. Next ELo worse. But those collaborators involved in this gross masquerade should pause, for one moment, and ponder their role in the degradation of the thing they actually love.
Dave Prodan is certainly too far gone and history will remember him as a sad apple polisher. Chris Cote hopefully rehab-able.
Joe Turpel too busy transitioning to a Ken Doll.
Ronald Blakey, Strider Waskilewski, Kaipo?
David Lee Scales were joined by the now iconic Travis Ferre, anyhow, to discuss the state of surfing, today, and the upcoming U.S. Open of Surfing wherein Travis will be hosting Factory by the Sea across the street at Pacific City from Thursday August 3 to Sunday August 6. I’ll be there the 3rd.
Come say hi.
Until then, listen here. And screw you, Dave Prodan.