Kowabunga you gremmies!

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The lead actor in The Endless Summer died two days ago.  I mourn the loss of the utopian raised-consciousness view of the human experience that led him and the film crews to the perfect right hand curl in South Africa back in '61. 

Now we have capital.  Seven huge piles of it. And then a bunch of billionaires groveling to hang on to the coattails. 

Sad folk.  Ugly.  Watch Mark Zuckerberg kiss up to Brett Kavanaugh. Why is he one of the seven piles? How did he finally find a fraternity that would admit his sorry ass?  Why would he devalue himself by being seen in photos with a tool like Kavanaugh?  

Because he figured out how to get people to click on paid advertisements.  That’s why. He monetized more of us than almost anyone.

Seems like the karma is even worse today…not the fault of the seven "aligned" planets.  We humans are fully capable of self-administering punishment… as so much of the art and literature I've loved has proudly documented. Who needs gods when we're so good at inventing hell all by our little old selves…

I've got my own demons.  Many of my few remaining friends are also in grievous need, or huge pain.  An ex-friend had a powerful stroke two days ago and is entering rehab without words or right-side movement (I wish she was on her own Endless Summer wave now, laughing and happy and beautiful as ever…).  My brother is overdrugged and close to being back on the streets of Seattle (even worse—now he's been mothballed in Snohomish!). I have a periodic roommate who lives in an RV and who was the victim of a random violent crime that left her with permanent brain damage and deep scars, both physical and spiritual.  This morning she said " I don't understand why karma chose me.  I wish he had just killed me."  

I don't understand either, Diana.  You have always been courageous, independent and strong…and you still are.  You have a dilettante family and we have a culture that is good at only two things—ignoring corpses, and dumping garbage by the side of the Interstate. 

Catch that last beautiful endless curl as the sun sets behind your movie-poster bronzed skin, America.

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