A friend who's an Episcopalian priest (and a surfing buddy) showed me a comic last week, which she keeps on her fridge. In it, the sea has split, Moses is holding up his staff, and a dude is standing next to Moses, carrying a surfboard.
While most people suffer the occasional big wave, open ocean nightmare here and there, surfers like Mark Healey dedicate their lives to hunting down the biggest, heaviest waves in the world to score the ride of a lifetime.
With the motto "Skateboards for plastic-free oceans," and the slogan "Ride your Footprint," Bureo aims to reduce the amount of sea pollution by recycling discarded fishing nets -- which make up 10 percent of the world's ocean pollution -- into skateboard decks.
Last year, I attended a "Surfers for Autism" event at Ponce Inlet, Florida with my son. We did not register in time but went anyway so that my son could have a fun day at the beach with his friends. The event was huge.
It's not often professional surfers talk passionately into microphones and in front of cameras about social and environmental issues. But the issue of genetically modified organisms in Hawaii clearly has struck a chord.
John Bauer grew up immersed in the primal, face to face with the concept of the infinite, as a surfer raised in the beach culture of La Jolla, in Southern California. To hear him describe his experience of the ocean is to glimpse the conceptual existentialism in his work.
Thursday, in a modest courthouse in Redwood City, California, five surfers faced up to a year of jail time and thousand dollar fines for the simple act of surfing on the hotly contested San Mateo property known as Martin's Beach.
Weston is perfectly cast as Moriarity. He can project just the right amount of innocence and wide-eyed enthusiasm necessary for the role without coming across as dumb or silly. He also seems perfectly capable of fulfilling the physical requirements of the role.