This Week In Not Surfing.

There was surfing in New York this week! And I didn't surf.

But Veterans Day! Of course the big story with that is that once more "the man" came down hard on a bunch of good people just trying to do right. Not the "man" who wouldn't let good Christian folk hand out food to homeless in Texas. No, the "man" who wouldn't let good Surfer folk celebrate the sacrifices of members of our armed services. Here at the Endless Bummer Surf Blog About Not Surfing, we like to call a spade a spade and call out the bizarre Police culture that insecurely fosters impunity, but in this instance I have to just feel a little bad for the unthinking automaton captured in that infamous picture posted on many social media streams. I mean, the guy was likely just following some sort of dumb ass set of rules, and probably enforcing them in the dumbest ass way he possibly could, but still, rules are rules and we pay these people to make sure many good rules are enforced. Like not littering. And not burning shit that shouldn't be burned. And not murdering people. Again it comes down to a cultural weakness. That beach park cop guy is employed specifically to make sure the state doesn't get sued for something. That sort of fear based decision making from the top just trickles down to the basic active DNA of the system. Like the cop culture of being bullies. So... beach park patrolmen are lame.

The internet is often lauded for making the world smaller, for bringing people together. The sad thing is that the internet fosters fads of hatred and recrimination with such facility it repeatedly makes space a touch too small, reducing any natural margin for error.

The medium is the message sometimes I guess. And that poor guy was just at the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong message. And of course in one's moment of making a tremendously bad decision one's worst enemy is the internet.


So a couple weeks ago I got to peripherally partake in a podcast with Ty Breuer, an experience I immediately flagged as intrinsically "fun." Being the troglodyte I am, I am far behind in the podcast craze, but there's never a time too late. Today I made my first go at recording a podcast and hope to repeat it as often as possible. More importantly, I've been talking to Ty Breuer about him starting a podcast, which will be far more successful, especially in a surfy sense, than anything you'll hear here. But that shouldn't stop me from having a good time failing.

(I strongly recommend, no urge, you to wear headphones and to set aside a menial, brainless task that will take roughly one hour and thirty seven minutes and doesn't create too much incidental sound.)



In other news, the tattoo on my arm just got even better.

Happening

Save The Waves Recap And Foreshadow

While I could only stay for a moment thanks to some pressing personal concerns, by all accounts pinging back the hoi polloi, the Save The Waves event was inspirational. It heads next to San Francisco where there will be a "Bear" themed composting bin manned by a concertedly accrued smiling multicultural crowd of neoecofascists, which may or may not be more inviting than the faux tin can recycling station manned by surly Dominican lesbian lumbersexuals we served up at the door in Brooklyn. (Cue poorly recorded laugh track with that one guy with the horsey guffaw.) But... if you're looking for a good time and a worthy cause next week, you could do far worse Giants fans.

Happening : Tomorrow Night : Save The Waves Film Fest

Check out the lineup here...

Get your tickets here...

The Lentini Files

Lentini has been sending me the love, but I've been missing out on putting it all up for you. Here, from one of the most interesting people I know, is a quick blast of things he pays attention to. Things I generally do not, making him something even more extra important in my life.

 

And finally, this from Vice.

Dia De Los Veteranos

We have been working on a project at Picture Farm for the last year. It is in production and a wonderful journey. Click the pick.

Respect

 

This Week In Not Surfing

We here at the Endless Bummer Surf Blog of Not Surfing And When We Do Surf, Quite Disappointingly have finally entered the 21st Century. It was not enough to blog, vlog, tweet, face and insta. No, now we can nyc. Or dotnyc. Or EndlessBummer.nyc. That's right, we've invested our hard earned monopoly money in a coveted .nyc hashtag dotcom domain. All so that you, who already know exactly where we are, can find us even easier.  This in the face of not surfing for another week. Take that landlubbers!

In other news... the guy with ebola doesn't have ebola anymore. But you wouldn't know because the news cycle has passed on the whole topic. Ebola simply isn't grabbing the ratings numbers it was a few days ago. I think we might be back to the "so called" Isis now. At some point a gunman shooting up the Canadian parliament was trending, but I think we moved on from that to the utter demise of sensible, bicameral political processes.

This sort of scrupulously capricious approach to journalism reminds me of only one thing; this uncanny ability to flit between irrational peaks and desperate valleys with such startling consistency and yet with such inscrutable pell mell draws only one conclusion; there is only one other place I see these sorts of gesticulating patterns: the roller coaster called "me."

It is here and now then, typing these very words, that I finally see the apotheosis of the human condition and the we-are-all-one-living-organism kind of mumbo jumbo theory coming into full light. This slap dash, incoherent and slavish adherence to such formally erratic behavior is the last and final proof that we are all one with the cosmos, baby. If libraries be our accumulated aggregate intelligence, then cable news is our wildly pulsating collective emotional response.

The Coopers Beach Cam Has Sound

Click the pic for relaxation. (Via Troastie)

Happening : RAW at PF Gallery, Friday the 7th of November

Respect

Manitas de Plata

Bummer

That last bit, 3+ minutes in? The part where Colbert goes on that "you're mamma's so fat" rant? That's how I feel about all this.

One can simply not take a wait and see-let's all hope-we'll get them next time-long view approach to the environment. Not that we had it good before. But shit, a bunch of climate change denying know-nothings. Blech.

Read more here.

Today's Deep Thought with Rick Rubin

And this:

Notes From A Surf Mag

Images from a fashion magazine found on a bench at a surf themed breakfast takeaway this morning.

Saskia Koerner : Girls Of Rincon

Another moment of New York weirdness: trying to sort out hanging our next show at the PF Gallery last night, I am in deep discussion with the curator's printer-cum-right-hand-fixer when she suddenly asks about the boards in the hall. Turns out we have a fair bit of shared history and a hankering to paddle out.

Here is a collection I found on her website, enjoy.