Rip 4: A Mass Casualty Dragging Event Where World Class Freesurfers Drink The BoogAid
“There’s only one use for two-tone Malaysian rubber.”
Posture isn’t welcome in birthing suites. Nor is it invited to the morgue.
Life starts and ends much the same way: lying horizontally, on a flat surface.
It’s only in between that we try, in vain, to defy gravity. And surfers, bless them, have built an entire personality around it. Standing up. Chest out. Chin high. Going flat stick as if the ocean hands out medals for bipedalism.
But here comes Rip 4. A full-blown mass-casualty relapse. The world’s best freesurfers voluntarily surrendering their posture and going back to the floor where they belong.
Just two-tone Malaysian rubber and a wrist leash humming like a faulty defibrillator.
Gravity wins. It always does. Might as well lay down.
Drink the BoogAid.
