"Who cares about expensive watches now freedom is
being taken away."
Kelly Slater is out there living his best life.
The winningest surfer of all-time, still not officially retired, is
currently in Rome, Italy on behalf of luxury watch maker Breitling
which just so happens to be celebrating its 140th year in business
which, coincidentally, fell on the same date as Slater and his
longtime girlfriend Kalani Miller’s anniversary.
The 56-year-old took to Instagram, as he is wont to do, in order
to toast both parties, writing:
Great to be in Rome this past week with @breitling
celebrating 140 Years in 140 Stories and The Breitling Book of
Surfing with @rizzolibooks. @georgeskern is an amazing host, and
it’s been a real pleasure to work with Breitling designing watches
and take part in their depiction of Air, Land, and Sea stories as
part of the Surf Squad with @stephaniegilmore and @sally_fitz. I
hope in 10 years to be celebrating 150 years with such a great
brand! ⏱️ By chance, it also coincided with me and @kalanimiller’s
anniversary so it was a welcome two day getaway in one of the most
idyllic cities on earth for some great food and gelato. 🙂
A heartstring tugger if there ever was one except, apparently,
it was also a portal into an apocalyptic abyss. The chaos kicked
off with a Kelly Slater fan declaring, “Who cares about expensive
watches now freedom is being taken away.” Slater, ever curious,
wondered, “Which freedoms and by whom?” thus breaking hell
loose.
A sampling:
“The G20 nations have the digital Currency and the digital id’s
ready. 4 everyone. End of freedom.”
“You’re all hacked, you do anything for money. You’re not
bright, so the rfks and quiky etc easily hack you. Davo was that
out there it only half worked on him. Pagey is full tragic too.
What were seeing now is the truth, we can see the geno cide,
ecosystem destruction, dmb millennials. The kids are very very dmb.
Humans have been wrecking soils. Can’t keep doing it, the soils are
leached. The people are minerally deficient. The future is going to
be sht. But it’s still pretty healthy here. P did it exposing how
sick you all are, it’s is rael behind it with usa behind is rael
with Europe creating usa. We’re at the end. Look how you’ve all
been behaving. Which doesn’t make you happy. The people want a
loving connection. But money prevents us coming together. I still
miss davo but I go to bed early so I don’t miss him keeping me up
like he was the energiser bunny. I’m sick of the suffering. I just
feed the animals and avoid the people. They’re all sick and
rowdy..”
“Chemtrails in Rome look superb this time of year.”
“Thought it was Joe Rogan.”
Etc.
Slater’s very good friend Shane Dorian tried to ebb the flow,
posting that the 11x champion looked “slick” but gates of hades
already well open.
Back to you, though. Chemtrails: yay or nay?
More as the story develops.
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Surfer vote veers left after Kamala Harris
announces, “I like Dick!”
Sexy VP "proud" to be endorsed by “America’s most
prominent living criminal.”
(Peter Maguire is BeachGrit’s occasional political correspondent
providing a lifetime surfer’s take on the machinations of power.
Beyond being a surfer, Peter is a war crimes investigator and
author of Thai Stick: Surfers, Scammers, and the Untold Story
of the Marijuana Trade, which Kelly Slater bought the film
rights for, Law and War – a book about the Nuremberg
Trials, Facing Death in Cambodia, Breathe, the bio on
jiujitsu icon Rickson Gracie and, released real soon,
its follow up Comfort in Darkness, “a
masterwork about the art of combat and the invisible powers within
us all.)
Why is Vice President Kamala Harris “proud” to have the
endorsement of Dick Cheney, America’s most prominent living war
criminal? I have devoted my entire professional life
to legal and historical accountability for atrocities, human rights
abuses, and war crimes and don’t make this accusation
lightly. In my expert opinion, Cheney’s war crimes stem from
his role as a principal architect of “the New American
Paradigm.“When someone shows you who they are,” Maya Angelou wrote,
“believe them the first time.”1
Days after 9/11, against the advice of many of America’s
military, foreign policy, and intelligence professionals,
Dick Cheney convinced President Bush to replace the Hague and
Geneva Conventions that govern U.S. soldiers’ battlefield conduct
and treatment of POWs, with the New American Paradigm.
On September 16, 2001, the Vice President unveiled his plan to
millions of television viewers on Meet The Press:
“We also have to work through—sort of—the dark side, if you
will. We’ve got to spend time in the shadows in the
intelligence world. A lot of what needs to be done here will have
to be done quietly, without any discussion, using sources and
methods that are available to our intelligence agencies, if we’re
going to be successful. That’s the world these folks operate in,
and so it’s going to be vital for us to use any means at our
disposal, basically, to achieve our objective.”
The Cheney‑led Bush administration replaced codified and
customary international law with new, elastic and ever‑changing
standards. Adversaries were redefined as “illegal enemy
combatants,” torture became “enhanced interrogation,” and
kidnapping “extraordinary rendition.”
Even though the U.S. Second Court of Appeals compared torturers
to slave traders in 1980, after 9/11 only those acts that resulted
in death or organ failure were considered torture. According to
this new definition, not even John McCain’s treatment at the hands
of the North Vietnamese met the Bush administration’s new
standard.
Since 2001, I have written and spoken out against “The New
American Paradigm.” I was never motivated by hatred for
the United States, or sympathy for fundamentalist Islamic
terrorists; in fact quite the opposite. I worried about
what would become of my country if we flouted the most basic norms
governing POW treatment and war crimes trials. “Although
military commissions have been used throughout American history,
given their uncertain historical legacy the president’s decision
raises as many questions as it answers,” I wrote in “Questions Hang
Over Military Tribunals,” a November 21, 2001, New York Newsday
op-ed. “Will ‘probative evidence’ in Bush’s military
tribunals include information obtained in [illegal] mock trials, as
done in many of the 1945 military trials?” The answer, I
would learn in late 2002, was a resounding “yes.”
After America consummated its sordid affair with Cheney’s “dark
side,” brazen disregard for the laws of war was elevated to a
matter of principle. By 2002, CIA paramilitary agents were
clandestinely transporting suspected terrorists to top secret
“black site” prisons outside the U.S. where they were tortured and
interrogated. Afterwards, evidence obtained by torture was
selectively leaked by the Bush administration to cabinet members,
favored politicians and handpicked reporters to justify their
actions.
During investigative trips to Cambodia in 2002–2003, I heard
credible rumors about “Cat’s Eye,” a secret American prison in
Thailand (also known as “Detention Site Green”) where CIA officials
were torturing and interrogating suspected terrorists.
The world would later learn that Abu Zubaydah was waterboarded
there eighty-three times in August 2002 alone. After al Qaeda
computer expert Abu Anas al-Libi was “rendered” to Egypt for
interrogation in 2002, he claimed under duress that Iraq was
training al Qaeda on the use of chemical and biological
weapons.
Secretary of State Colin Powell would repeat al-Libi’s lies in
his infamous 2003 UN speech that justified the invasion of
Iraq. Super-terrorist Khalid Sheikh Mohammed, “KSM,”
confessed to masterminding thirty al Qaeda operations and even
wielding the knife that decapitated Wall Street Journal reporter
Daniel Pearl after months of torture, interrogation and
isolation.
There was, however, one problem: evidence obtained by torture is
not reliable. A 2014 Senate Intelligence Committee report
concluded that Abu Zubaydah provided no new or significant
information. Even worse, the same committee concluded
that “the CIA’s use of its enhanced interrogation techniques was
not an effective means of acquiring intelligence or gaining
cooperation from detainees.”
Nonetheless, the Bush administration loudly declared the New
American Paradigm a great success. Over the course of the
next decade, fifty-four foreign governments aided and abetted
America’s torture and interrogation efforts. Some hosted CIA
black sites, others captured and transported suspected terrorists,
and still others turned a blind eye when their domestic airports
and airspace were used to transport prisoners secretly.3
By the time the United States invaded Iraq in 2003,
extraordinary rendition, secret prisons, indefinite detention of
American citizens, domestic espionage, and “watchlists” were all
accepted as facts of life by a stunned and submissive American
public who had the luxury of viewing the havoc wrought in their
name from afar. This arm’s-length relationship, however, was
shattered in 2004 when Army General Anthony Taguba’s report on
prisoner abuse at Abu Ghraib was leaked to investigative reporter
Seymour Hersh. Bin Laden himself could not have staged a more
successful propaganda coup as photographs of smiling, fresh-faced
American girls leading naked Iraqi men on leashes flashed around
the world in seconds.
One senior policymaker described the perpetrators to me at the
time as “the seven soldiers who lost the war.”
The Taguba Report exposed to the world that not just the New
American Paradigm, but also “torture’s perverse pathology,” had
taken root. Historian Alfred McCoy would later make the important
and overlooked point that torture doesn’t just fail to provide
reliable intelligence, it also “leads to both the uncontrolled
proliferation of the practice and long-term damage to the
perpetrator society.”
In just three short years, America’s use of torture spread from
a handful of CIA agents and military psychiatrists to common Army
reservists and unaccountable “defense contractors.”
Equally important, America, according to Secretary of Defense
Donald Rumsfeld’s own metrics, was now losing the Global War on
Terror (“Are we capturing, killing, or deterring and dissuading
more terrorists every day than the madrassas and the radical
clerics are recruiting, training, and deploying against us?”).
Overnight, the land of the free and home of the brave had been
transformed into the land of the surveilled and home of the
scared. Snitches, not truthtellers, were venerated and a
bovine body politic passively accepted the Patriot Act’s
unconstitutional overreach, the alphabet soup of new three-letter
government agencies whose cyber gaze was now focused on American
citizens, and the kangaroo courts that did their bidding.
After all, “if you’ve haven’t done anything wrong, you’ve got
nothing to be afraid of.”
During the early years of the Global War on Terror (2001-2005),
I regularly denounced the New American Paradigm on television,
radio and in New York Newsday.
I accepted long delays at airports because I “was on a list” and
was never surprised to find big, orange Department of Homeland
Security cards in my checked bags informing me that their minimum
wage mall cops had tossed my dirty clothes. When people
called me on my home phone and asked about the loud clicks, and
obvious, audible interference, I explained simply that “the
government is probably listening,” then added, “Fuck you, Alberto
Gonzales.”
I was more afraid of my great‑grandfather and PhD advisor
rolling in their graves for my failure to speak the truth than I
was of the U.S. government.
That said, after the Iraq invasion, my work became increasingly
lonely. People I once counted as allies succumbed to
various forms of pressure and got with the New American
Paradigm. As a result, I began to distance myself from them
and they began to distance themselves from me.
I was fortunate to have a small, but strong, support
system. People like criminal defense attorney Andy
Patel, laws of war professors Jonathan Bush and Gary Solis,
journalists Ed Vulliamy, my editors Peter Dimock and Leslie Kriesel
at Columbia University Press, Spencer Rumsey at New York Newsday,
and above all, my fearless Southern wife, Annabelle Lee, always
strengthened my resolve. There were still others—Senator Jim
Webb, Andrew Bacevich, Morris Davis—whom I did not yet know, but
whose willingness to speak truth to power, also inspired me and
reminded me that I was not alone.
Nobody, however, did more to strengthen my resolve
than Rich Arant. Like me, Arant had been very
actively involved with the war crimes accountability efforts in
Cambodia. Long before the UN swanned onto the scene and held
their imperfect and overpriced trials, the accountability efforts
were led by the Documentation Center of Cambodia (DC CAM).
Both Rich and I supported their efforts. While I
donated my research to DC CAM, Arant translated many of their
articles and books from Khmer into English.
Unlike me, Rich was not a civilian, but a slightly mysterious
military professional who had worked in Southeast Asia since the
end of the Vietnam War. By 2005, I had spent more than a
decade documenting Khmer Rouge atrocities, had interviewed many of
the former cadre who had committed them, and knew the inner
workings of Security Prison 21 (Tuol Sleng) as well as anyone in
the world.
Nevertheless Arant’s short, four-page untitled preface
to The Chain of Terror, a 2005 book about Khmer Rouge
secret prisons, forced confessions, and executions by
Cambodian author Meng-Try Ea, shook me to my core.
Arant wrote:
It was during 2002 that I first saw Meng-Try Ea’s draft
of The Chain of Terror in the Khmer language. The author
asked me to assist him with the English translation. Little did I
realize then how much this work would come to haunt me during the
next two years.
I recall as if it were yesterday sitting at a desk in the
Thai Armed Forces Intelligence Operations Center in Bangkok during
mid-1975 as a young Army NCO, reading the first Thai intelligence
reports of the barbarity that swept Cambodia. My immediate reaction
was that the reports were incredible, over the top. My assessment—
propaganda.
My experience a decade later as an Air Force human
intelligence officer interviewing inmates of communist prisons and
reeducation camps in Cambodia, Laos, and Vietnam had, I thought
hardened me to the cruelty of prisons and interrogations. More
recent memories of interviewing former Khmer Rouge cadre after the
United Nations brokered “peace” in Cambodia convinced me I knew
what evil these creatures, so unlike us, were capable of carrying
out in the name of “The Organization.”
Translating The Chain of Terror was a fascinating
opportunity to learn more about the evil perpetrated by
interrogators and guards inside prisons that operated far beyond
the pale of human decency. For months afterwards I would recall at
odd times one female witness’s description of the sounds of clubs
smashing the skulls of victims kneeling at the edge of freshly dug
pits, “the sounds of coconuts falling to the ground.”
Then late one night in early 2003 I found myself in the
“hard site” at Abu Ghraib, Saddam Hussein’s version of Pol Pot’s
S‑21, just a few yards from Saddam’s infamous death chamber, and
life changed forever. Standing there in shock, I recalled a phrase
from a Khmer Rouge interrogator’s notebook—”When the interrogator
is clear in his emotions and principles that the enemy arrested and
brought in by the party is a ‘spy,’ the interrogator can
successfully carry out his duty. Success is digging up the
mysteries hidden by the prisoner and demonstrating to the Party
that the prisoner was involved with the enemy.” Upper
echelon wanted answers and wanted them now. I soon left, ashamed at
being unable to perform my duty.
When I sat down my first “terrorist suspect,’” I began with
the question, “Why were you arrested?’’” Immediately I thought of
the testimony of one of the witnesses in The Chain of Terror:
“When I arrived at the interrogation room, the investigator told me
to sit down and began asking questions. The first question every
time was, “Do you realize why Angkar brought you here?”
Seldom does any interrogator really have any reliable
information about the prisoner who sits before him. The
interrogator must harden his heart sufficiently to act as if he
already knows the guilt is there, so he can apply the necessary
pressure to convince the prisoner that confession is the only
avenue out of a bad situation. Just part of the job, I told myself,
[but also remembering the witnesses whose testimony I had
translated quoting their interrogators:] “Angkar [The Organization]
has never made a mistaken arrest.’”
Arant’s preface continues:
Late one night during November 2004 at the American military
prison at Bagram Air base in Afghanistan, I stood in the
prisoner-in-processing room and listened to a young MP reading the
“house rules” to a just-unblindfolded and still trembling “Taliban
suspect.” The MP reads the rules verbatim from a sign posted on the
wall behind the prisoner’s back. My mind flashed to the Ten Rules
of Santebal [Special Security] written on the blackboard at Pol
Pot’s House of Horrors, S-21. Every prison has rules, I assured
myself.
I watched the stunned expression of newly arrived Afghans
and saw the same expressions once registered in the in-processing
mug shots taken at S-21. Exploiting “capture shock” is a necessary
part of the game. I told myself.
Ugly, but unavoidable.
As I questioned an Afghan prisoner accused by an unknown
paid informant of working against US forces, I went after the
identities of anyone he knew who was cooperating with the Taliban,
but was distracted by the recollection of Khmer Rouge interrogator
Pol telling his prisoner Sen: “Brother if you report the
secrets of the party: meaning you betray your party and join with
us, we will not be afraid to use you, But Brother, if you do not
report, that means you are stubborn and are protecting treasonous
forces.”
One night in the prison at Bagram I was interrogating an
older man, a man my own age, a former Mujahidin cadre who had
successfully fought with American support to drive the occupying
Soviet Army from his land. A former Afghan communist prison
commander, educated and trained by the Soviets, had recently taken
a security position with the new free Afghan government and
reported to US Forces that my prisoner was cooperating with the
radical Taliban mullahs.
My prisoner had been “implicated,” to use the Khmer Rouge
jargon. My prisoner had once been jailed by the Russians. I began
describing how the Khmer Rouge had turned on their own cadres and
tortured them to extract phony confessions, this during roughly the
same era when the Afghan jihad against the Russians was occurring.
I was preparing to make the point that he could trust an American
interrogator to treat him with more respect than the Russians had.
I was stunned to see this dignified man completely collapse in
tears, unable to speak. After my interpreter and I gave him a
chance to gather himself, he said, “I fought the Russians, our
common enemy, and now you Americans have imprisoned me on the word
of a son of the Russians. This is my reward.”
Since 2001, the words of American Nuremberg prosecutor Robert
Jackson’s opening address have haunted me. “We must never
forget that the record on which we judge these defendants today is
the record on which history will judge us tomorrow. To pass
these defendants the poison chalice is to put it to our own lips as
well.”
After 9/11, Dick Cheney transformed Justice Jackson’s poisoned
chalice into a poison keg. Not only did Bush, Rumsfeld,
Wolfowitz, Rice, Chertoff, Feith, Perle, Gonzales, Ashcroft, Libby,
Tenet and Black drink from it like frat boys during rush week, but
so did their eager pledges—Yoo, Addington, Hadley, Miller, Rizzo,
Sanchez, Bybee, Haynes, Goldsmith, Bellinger, Frum, and others.
.
Today, more than 23 years, eight trillion dollars, and a million
dead later, America has never been more insecure at home and had
less power, credibility and moral authority abroad.
“The U.S. is no longer the world’s policeman who will enforce
the international rules based order,” one dispirited government
official wrote me this year after the Biden administration
abandoned the 100 million dollar Airbase 201 in Niger. “We’ve
instead turned into the fat middle aged crossing guard, standing
there in a neon vest, flapping our arms and yelling at the side of
the road for cars to slow down.”
I once thought that the U.S.—Dakota War Trials (1862)
and the Yamashita case (1945) were the worst stains in
American international legal history. However, the Kafkaesque
farce that has dragged on for more than twenty years in Cuba, out
of sight and mind, at Guantanamo Bay, stands without parallel.
Instead of facing the fact that we have hit rock bottom and
ending the two decade-long bender, American leaders have unleashed
the New American Paradigm on U.S. citizens who dare question
whatever non‑oppositional ideology rules the day.
Because half of the country distrusts the Supreme Court and the
other half distrusts the Department of Justice, no matter who wins
this bleak election, the U.S. cannot move forward without some form
of reckoning. The neoconservatives who created this mess and
neoliberals who expanded and presently oversee it need to be held,
if nothing else, historically accountable. As for Dick Cheney,
although he will never wear headphones in the Hague, there is
nothing that can redeem him. If the former Vice President had a
sense of shame, he would join George W. Bush at his finger-painting
studio in Crawford, Texas and vanish from public sight.
Instead, Cheney continues to insert himself into American politics,
and it is up to us—democrats, republicans, progressives,
libertarians—to shun him like a racist uncle at Thanksgiving
dinner.
See my 2009 essay, “The New American Paradigm,” after the
Postscript below.
Endnotes
1. My great-grandfather, Robert Maguire, was a
judge at the final American trial at Nuremberg and one of my
dissertation advisors, Brigadier General Telford Taylor, was chief
prosecutor. Over the past thirty years, I have
investigated and documented war crimes, written books (Law and
War: Americans History and International Law and Facing Death
in Cambodia and articles about the experience, provided pro bono
advice to defendants, plaintiffs, governments, and NGOs in war
crimes and other high profile trials and investigations like
Extraordinary Chambers in the Courts of Cambodia 1997-2015;
David Irving v. Deborah Lipstadt/Penguin Books 2000; Donald
Rumsfeld v. Jose Padilla 2004; Kiobel v Royal Dutch Petroleum
Co. 2012; Investigation and arrest of Yan
Yoeun 2021; John Knock Presidential
Pardon 2021; Ann Shively and the estate of Michael Jay
Shively v. Utah Valley University, Astrid Tuminez, Karen Clemes,
and Sara Flood 2022.
2. Nations involved in the New American
Paradigm’s kidnapping and torture efforts included: Afghanistan,
Albania, Algeria, Australia, Austria, Azerbaijan, Belgium,
Bosnia-Herzegovina, Canada, Croatia, Cyprus, the Czech Republic,
Denmark, Djibouti, Egypt, Ethiopia, Finland, Gambia, Georgia,
Germany, Greece, Hong Kong, Iceland, Indonesia, Iran, Ireland,
Italy, Jordan, Kenya, Libya, Lithuania, Macedonia, Malawi,
Malaysia, Mauritania, Morocco, Pakistan, Poland, Portugal, Romania,
Saudi Arabia, Somalia, South Africa, Spain, Sri Lanka, Sweden,
Syria, Thailand, Turkey, United Arab Emirates, United Kingdom,
Uzbekistan, Yemen, and Zimbabwe.
3. Some of my more prominent stories:
“Questions Hang Over Military Tribunals,” New York Newsday, 2001;
“Our Standards of Judgment Are Whatever We Wish Them To Be” New
York Newsday, 2003; “Bush Can’t Have Justice Both Ways,” New York
Newsday, 2003; “The Undoing of International Justice,” New York
Newsday, 2004; “Here Comes the Judge: Hussein Trial May Set New
Low,” New York Newsday, 2004; “Look at Our Prisoner of War Policy
Now,” New York Newsday, 2004; “Soldier Serves as Scapegoat in Iraq
Scandal While Higher-ups Duck Responsibility,” New York Newsday
2005; “Padilla: US Courts Can Fight Terrorism,” New York
Newsday 2007; “UN-Cambodian War Crimes Court Is Tested,”
International Herald Tribune, 2009.
POSTSCRIPT:
When I wrote “The New American Paradigm” in 2009, I was working as
a defense contractor designing, testing, and building combat rescue
boats for the U.S. military.
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Humble surfing wetsuit sees stock soar
after it-girl Sydney Sweeney posts loving homage
There are really only two things surfers need,
surfboard and wetsuit, and of the both, the surfboard gets almost
all of the shine. Surfboards have graced catwalks, given as Kids’
Choice awards, starred in Keanu Reeves’ films, hung in surfing
museums. Beyonce has sung about them, Mark Zuckerberg has talked
with his former BFF Kai Lenny about them, Ivanka Trump bashed her
young son in the head with them.
Surfboards perpetually hot. Wetsuits left alone and lightly damp
in a darkened corner of the garage, forgotten until getting cursed
for being damp.
Underloved.
Until now, that is.
For you might recall six months ago when it-girl actress Sydney
Sweeney wore a wetsuit during a boat outing, posted the images to
Instagram and titling the carousel, “I think they call this a
thirst trap.”
InStyle Magazine penned at the
time, “When you think of all the sexy swimwear options
out there (string bikinis, plunging one-pieces, monokinis), a
wetsuit is probably the last one that comes to mind. At least, that
was until Sydney Sweeney and her cheeky take on the full-sleeved
suit entered the chat. Sweeney wore a zippered black wetsuit with a
Brazilian-style cut that completely bared her booty and featured
white stripes down the arms and on each side.”
Well, in just-released news, a market data company has just
declared that wetsuit sales are spiking through the roof, since the
post, and predicted, for its 2023-2033 assessment that “growth is
expected to accelerate at a whopping 7.05% CAGR reaching US$ 3.64
billion.”
Yowza!
CAGR is an acronym for “compound annual growth rate” if you were
curious. The tractor market has a projected CAGR of 5.04% by way of
comparison.
But have you already invested in Big Wetsuit or were you waiting
to see the Sweeney Index? On that note, the water is now officially
cold in Southern California thereby necessitating rubber. With
wetsuits trending, it is recommended you get a new one for the
season. I’d go with a fahrenheit/celsius
but you do you.
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Longboard ultra-purist Joel Tudor in online
melee with “Barneys” after slamming WSL for running contest in
“beginner” waves
"You random fanboy Barneys keep kooking up our
culture. If you ran your mouth in person like you do now you’d be
sleeping on your knees!"
The high-stepping trad longboarder Joel Tudor, who is famous
for being able to hang ten for fifteen consecutive seconds, has
put his boot into recalcitrant surf fans who responded poorly to
his claim that the WSL contest in Abu Dhabi is being run in
“beginner waves.”
“Watching the WSL wave pool comp in Abu Dhabi and realising they
have the wave set at beginner level!” writes Tudor, nicknamed
Tinkerbell for his pretty good looks and small square hips. “Slides
two and three are from when they let em use the regular setting…no
bump rides, actual hollow sections that didn’t shut down on you and
wave height a foot or two bigger! Super bummed y’all didn’t have
the balls to speak up and get it done correctly!”
This was sucked straight into the nostrils of one surf fan who
ran up on Tudor wrapped in a fighting cape.
“You come across as someone who is always on their high horse.
An ageing opinionated man isn’t a good look lol.”
Tudor responded, “I can say what I want because I’m still better
than all of them hahahahahaha and I’m almost fifty.”
Surf fan, “That’s an ego assertion. Can’t justify it that way
although you’re not totally wrong. hahaha.”
Tudor, “Not ego at all. Pure factual statement! From Pipeline to
Malibu gramps is still holding court!”
All good humour until Barney man arrives!
He writes, “Yes, you’re good at surf, and apparently decent at
jiujitsu but you really think apart (from) a small number of
persons that practice these activities you’re worth something? Like
to humanity? Calm down and stop speaking like a kid.”
Tudor, “You random fanboy Barneys keep kooking up our culture as
you please. If you ran your mouth in person like you do now you’d
be sleeping on your knees! Suck a Richard kook!
And, “Decent at jiujitsu? I’m a two-time IBJJF world no Gi
champion and an ADCC 2009 invite. I will tie you in a human
knot!”
Joel got a point? Barneys kooking up surf culture? Is there a
culture left to kook up?
Thoughts BTL.
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San Clemente slaps surf world upside head
after sweeping WSL Rookie of the Year honors!
"It’s insane and such a big accomplishment because
there are so many incredible surfers on the list of Rookie of the
Year..."
The surf world was rocked to its very core,
overnight, after a sleepy Southern California beach town
made famous by Richard Nixon swept Rookie of the Year honors for
the 2024 World Surf League Championship Tour season. Griffin
Colapinto’s brother Crosby and Sawyer Lindblad each won in their
respective, though maybe antiquated, gender category in what should
be the teeth of a Brazilian Storm.
In its The World Surf League declared it proudly “recognizes
Sawyer Lindblad (USA) and Crosby Colapinto (USA) as the 2024
Rookies of the Year following an outstanding season on the
Championship Tour (CT). The San Clemente, California, duo,
Colapinto and Lindblad, finished the season as the highest ranked
among the 2024 CT Rookie class. At 19-years-old Lindblad capped her
year ranked No. 8 in the world. Colapinto at 23-years-old made the
Mid-season Cut and finished ranked No. 10. Both join an elite group
of Rookie of the Year recipients, including WSL Champions Caitlin
Simmers (USA), Stephanie Gilmore (AUS), Carissa Moore (HAW), and
Italo Ferreira (BRA).”
Lindblad, ever gracious, stated, “It’s super cool to be Rookie
of the Year and join surfers including Carissa and Steph on that
list. I had a goal of being Rookie of the Year this year, and I’m
so happy I was able to accomplish it. Some challenges I faced this
year was having to surf waves like Pipe and Teahupo’o. I’ve never
surfed waves like that in my life and it was a really fun challenge
and also really intimidating at times. But, I was happy to get past
those fears and get some of the best waves of my life.”
Colapinto added, “It’s insane and such a big accomplishment
because there are so many incredible surfers on the list of Rookie
of the Year and to join that is really special. Being in a rookie
class this year that was strong with Cole, Kade, Eli, and Jacob
Willcox and getting to be on top is really cool. I think one of the
biggest highlights was Portugal, just because the Mid-season Cut
was coming up, the pressure was on, and I made it to the
Semifinals. Griffin was in the other Semifinal and he made it to
the Final. It got really close to us having a man-on-man Final. It
didn’t happen, but just the idea of being so close, getting a big
result and Griffin winning was really special.”
All very cool but, again, no Brazilians even close to the
honors, San Clemente thoroughly whipping the Land of Order and
Progress. Do you think there will be a national reckoning, there,
in preparation for the upcoming 2024 World Surf League Championship
Tour season or do you imagine the surf-mad nation will cross that
proverbial bridge when it comes, knowing that both Gabriel Medina
and the aforementioned Ferreira are considered title favorites what
with Finals Day moving to Cloudbreak.