Wednesday, May 01, 2024

The depth of expression, culture, and competence around this place utterly belies its benighted backwater status in the wider surfing world, and in particular with the Media Overlords from California, who seem to think they somehow own the franchise, despite that group of Hawaiians and Tahitians standing over there, laughing right out loud at them.

But money talks, and fools listen, eh?

And the Roots run deep and wide, and this place is very well-rooted indeed.

Always was, always will be.

And let the money keep right on talking, and let the fools keep right on listening. The two kind of go together in a way, and if the goal is to be the self-appointed center of attention, with fools hanging in suspense on your every word... well... have at it, I guess. They're your company, not mine.

Nor were they Tom Blake's, either.

And what Tom did, and what those early pioneers did, was bad-ass in the extreme, and although the follow-on Media of decades later sought to extirpate it, it refuses to die, and you can get a glimpse of it yet, this very day, if you know where and when to look, and who and who-not to listen to.