Controversy explodes in Sydney after council bans sexy surf-wear

"Thongs and G-string swimwear is not acceptable for males or females..."

Summer is turning downright wild in Australia. Yesterday, we learned that multiple popular Sydney-area beaches had been shuttered after becoming inundated with alien balls. Manly, Dee Why, Long Reef, Queenscliff, Freshwater, North and South Curl Curl, North Steyne and North Narrabeen, each very featuring very fine surf breaks, currently closed to the public while scientists poke around in the sand, attempting to understand where the little grey and white blobs came and of what they are made. Northern Beaches mayor Sue Heins gamely declaring, “We don’t know at the moment what it is and that makes it even more concerning. There’s something that’s obviously leaking or dropping… floating out there and being tossed around.”

Well, surf sun worshippers looking to get a fix of vitamin D from local pools instead of the beaches better tread very carefully. In a move that further stunned the staggering suburbs, a council in Greater Sydney has announced a ban on g-string bikini bottoms. A leisure center, which owns five pools, attempted to explain, posting, “Much of [the confusion] focused on a poster showing the kind of swimwear that is and isn’t appropriate. It’s important to remember that these images are indicative only. In particular, the image of ‘revealing swimwear/thongs’ has raised some eyebrows. This image refers to thongs and G-strings – not bikini tops and bottoms. Thongs and G-string swimwear is not acceptable for males or females when visiting our leisure centres. Bikinis are acceptable and considered recognised swimwear.”

Thong and g-string users were quick to denounce their marginalization and took to social media, en masse, declaring, “If you don’t like it, don’t look” and “So long as [practicality] and safety are considered it shouldn’t be any one else’s business what I’m comfortable swimming in.”

Cultural expert Lauren Rosewarne told The Guardian that Australia has a long history policing women’s bodies, adding, “The undercurrent of these stories is that somehow women are doing something with their bodies to distract men in ways that make men feel as though they’re being tempted, and it’s up to women to sort themselves out … Somehow, the responsibility is on women not to stir desires in men, because then men might act badly and be punished, so we have to put the responsibility of morality on to women’s shoulders.”

The final dagger delivered at the end.

“Not everything is sexual just because you see it as such.”

The uproar has not yet put an end to the draconian rule change though do you have an opinion on the matter?

Should decency be policed?

Or are you a live-and-let-live sort?

More as the story develops.

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Jack, Matt and Leroy, stars of Big Wednesday, all based around real-life Malibu surfers.
Jack, Matt and Leroy, stars of Big Wednesday, all based around real-life Malibu surfers.

Malibu icon who inspired Big Wednesday’s nihilistic surf star Matt Johnson left destitute after LA fires

"He read the waves better, never made a mistake, and only fell off deliberately at the end of a ride . . . or if he was drunk."

As arsonists drift gaily across the ridges and canyons of Los Angeles, blowtorches warm in hands, and the city burns, burns, burns, the heart has been torn out of the Malibu surfing community.

Randy “Craw” Miod, who was known “The Malibu Man of Mystery” was found dead in his home, The Crab Shack, holding his kitten while trying to split the flames.

 

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George Trafton, whom Petey Maguire referenced in his Palisades story last week, was almost burned to death and is at UCLA getting skin grafts on 80% of his body.

The artist Jim Ganzer, whose cult brand Jimmy’Z was a helluva thing in the eighties before it was butchered post sale, lost his famous shack in the canyon above Malibu.

And beautiful noserider Lance Carson, the inspiration for Big Wednesday’s nihilistic protagonist Matt Johnson, also lost his home.

Matt Johnson mirrored Carson’s self-destructive and nihilistic real-life character, an alcoholic who sure did like to party and throw hands.

Lance Carson, said Big Wednesday director and screenwriter (along with Dennis Aaberg) John Milius, was the best surfer at Malibu in the late fifties.

“He read the waves better, never made a mistake, and only fell off deliberately at the end of a ride . . . or if he was drunk.”

Bruce Brown narrated a seemingly endless ride of Carson’s in the Endless Summer with, “he’s so relaxed up there you get the feeling he could have a ham sandwich while he’s waiting around.”

Right now, howevs, left without a home.

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Sydney shutters iconic surf beaches after alien balls found on sand

"We don't know at the moment what it is and that makes it even more concerning."

To declare that these are the strangest of times is a severe understatement. I suppose the thick of the Black Death days, when folk wandered around with dried toads hung from their necks, were also the strangest of times. Australia’s Emu Wars certainly very strange, too, but here at the dawn of 2025 we have Southern California burning, North Korean soldiers wandering around in Ukraine and alien balls washing up on Sydney’s iconic beaches forcing mass shutterings in the heat of summer.

Manly, Dee Why, Long Reef, Queenscliff, Freshwater, North and South Curl Curl, North Steyne and North Narrabeen, each very featuring very fine surf breaks, currently closed to the public.

Six months ago, alien balls washed up on famed Bondi Beach, forcing closure there too, but those ones were black and turned out to be fatty acids, though the Environmental Protection Agency disputed the notion, declaring it, “can’t explain the source of the human waste causing the fatbergs and it can’t assure the public that Sydney’s beaches are safe to use.”

These new ones are white or grey and completely cryptic.

Northern Beaches mayor Sue Heins old the Guardian that they “could be anything,” continuing, “We don’t know at the moment what it is and that makes it even more concerning. There’s something that’s obviously leaking or dropping… floating out there and being tossed around.”

Surfers are encouraged to call the authorities if and when they come across the foreign bits.

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Kathy Kohner Zuckerman aka Gidget and her daddy Freddy, author of the book that launched a sport.
Kathy Kohner Zuckerman aka Gidget and her daddy Freddy, author of the book that launched a sport. | Photo: Courtesy Matt Warshaw/Encyclopedia Of Surfing

Jewish surf queen Kathy “Gidget” Zuckerman homeless after Pacific Palisades house incinerated by LA inferno

“At my age, imagine it: The house is gone, the neighborhood is gone, the community is gone."

Malibu’s queen of surf and the inspiration for the book Gidget, which kicked off the whole damn surf crazy seventy years back, is homeless after her pretty Pacific Palisades house went up in the LA inferno.

Kathy Kohner Zuckerman, eighty-three now, is the kid of Czech Jews who fled to the US before the Nazis could shovel ‘em into the ovens. Her daddy Fred, a man who held a PHD in psychology from Paris’ Sorbonne, became a screenwriter in Hollywood and was nominated for an Oscar for his 1938 movie Mad About Music before writing the zeitgeist shifting book Gidget.

Fred wrote Gidget over six weeks in 1956, retelling the stories Kathy told him over dinner about hanging out with the big dogs at Malibu. The book went wild, half-a-mill copies sold, and was turned into a raft of movies (Gidget, Gidget Goes Hawaiian, Gidget goes to Rome), a few telemovies and a TV series.

Warshaw, keeper of that barely flickering surf culture flame, says the original book was “dirtier and darker” than the sanitised film adventures of Gidget starring Sandra Dee.

Anyway, Kathy has lost the joint she’s lived in with her Yiddish scholar husband Marvin Zuckerman for the past sixty years, over there on Marquette Street in the Marquez Knolls section of the Palisades.

“At my age, imagine it: The house is gone, the neighborhood is gone, the community is gone,” she said. “But the diamond in the rough is that the Duke’s family and the surfing community have all rallied around. I am so appreciative.”

Kathy says said her phone has been lit up with calls from, among plenty of others, Hawaiian Randy Rarick and master surf filmmaker Jack McCoy

“With all these calls, I have reentered a world that I left a long time ago,” she said, “and that community has been just incredible to me.”

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