SURFING is a stereotype, you are are stereotype, and if you oggle girls bikinis or boys in budgie smugglers online you perpetuate said stereotypes. Call someone gay for pulling-back on a wave and you are perpetuating homophobia through the medium of humour.
This a personal bug-bear, whiter than white do-goody types lecturing us mortals on our moral waverings. Shouldn’t we be past all this in 2013? Black white, gay, straight, tall, short, ginger, who gives a flying fleck? But ultimately it all depends if you believe in equality, and you probably should, because there’s no moral argument for not doing so. Extend the argument and a world removed from these personal moral and ethical restraints, now commonly codified into law, will eat you up like a gnat standing toe-to-toe with a steamroller.
But sadly our sport of kings is riddled with inequality and prejudice, from girls being paid a fraction of the boys whilst feeling they have to expose every inch of flesh to the almost total absence of homosexuals in our wave-riding culture. Dismounting the moral high horse, it seems unbelievable in this day-and-age that this door still needs to be busted down, that these superficial artifices shielding a long departed audience haven’t disolved into irrelevancy. But there they are, still standing, and OUT in the line-up is zeroing in on the “no gays in the surfing village” myth like a heat seeking missile.
My personal prediction is that this particular door doesn’t need much to be kicked down, as much as ridiculed, the water is about to rip the hinges out and when it does surfing shouldn’t take long to catch up with mainstream cultural opinion. Who knows, perhaps surfing can then act as a beacon for other sports like professional football, cricket, rugby where this outdated taboo seems to still hold fast.
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