khaleesikun replied to your post: I grew up around surfers so i love them even...
tell me they are such a myth to me
Okay obviously I'm speaking from very personal experience with my dad and his family/friends, and my memories are also rather fuzzy (I haven't been back to LA in a few years), BUT the surfers I knew were... idk if i'd say "hardcore," exactly, because I didn't personally know any professionals, but surfing was Very Serious Business. Which is fine, when it's just your dad insisting you make daily treks to the beach to "check the waves" or everyone dropping the world "gnarly" every five seconds, but there's a definite current of elitism that runs through these guys who've spent their lives living by the shore and don't know of any lifestyle that's NOT dominated by the surf. It ends up feeling very provincial because these guys literally knew no other way. People talk about small-town mindsets -- sort of a narrow world view -- among those here in the Midwest, but it's absolutely a reality in larger coastal towns, too. (And I suspect the coastal vs inland divide has classist elements to it, too, though it's hard for me to talk about that very much because we were never affluent, either).
Also, this might've just been the circle my family ran in, but there's so much racism and misogyny among these surfers that it's pretty toxic. I can't really talk about the racism aspects in-depth just because i feel like there's SO much to unpack given surfing's history, and admittedly many of my surfing family/friends are nonwhite, but so many surfers I knew were virulent racists. Like, they were cool with you if you were One of Them (superficially, at least) but otherwise they'd call PoC some pretty horrid things, though not necessarily anything you wouldn't hear from any other racist asshole on the face of the planet. and i knew so many womanizers (even abusers) among my dad's friends that I just... grew up thinking that's how women should expect to be treated, it was that bad. of course I can't say that's inherent to surfing culture per se, but it's definitely colored my perception of it.
and GOD the drugs. I don't mind the pot much at all, honestly, and I can't say I was exposed to much of the harder drugs (which is naturally because I was a child, not a surfer myself), and i think there's far more to it than just "surfers are druggies" and there's a better explanation out there that probably doesn't even take surfing culture into account, but my dad lost so many friends to drug and alcohol abuse. but again that might just be an association i have that's ultimately irrelevant.
also i'm sorry but sometimes surfers are just dumb. my dad, my sweet wonderful father, was in a horrible car accident when he was 19 and was laid up in the hospital for a year mending every bone in his body. when he got out guess what he did. he tried to go surfing. guess how many of his newly-healed bones he re-broke. i love my dad but he is sometimes Dumb
anyway I can't say this is a universal experience, of course, but in my experience surfers are just glorified frat boys. some of them can be sweet, for sure, and there are so many surfers in SoCal that painting all of them with the same brush is reductive and unfair, but the type I was exposed to... yeesh
watertribegirl replied to your post: I grew up around surfers so i love them even...
what the hell does this mean; i was a surfer once.
alternatively if you've ever met Sam then you probably understand everything there is to know (ETA: wait not... because.... .Sam is a bad person.... just because she's Sam)
(jk Sam can u teach me plz)