justin beiber, his sorrow, and what it means to professional surfing
I just want to know what is the matter here …
I know a guy who lost his wife to a rabid pit-bull three years ago, she was torn down and chewed away for days before someone forced their way into the house and shot the dog.
The dog had busted through a fly-screen door and leapt up onto her bed, she had been bed-ridden with cancer for five years and it just chopped through her hands as she tried to hold it back. The dog stripped her back to her old bones.
It stayed in the house for three days, feeding on the corpse.
Her husband stayed with us for six months after he buried his wife of 65 years, the woman he had deserted thirty years before she died. He wore the tragedy hard, but not as hard as old Justin is seeing it ^ .
This kid is hurting big time, you can see it, and we need to buy his albums to help him out – and if you think that corporate surf isn’t paying attention to the Beiber Babies then you aren’t following the Ripcurl
The kid in the middle .. what is he ? Five? Eight? A winner nonetheless in Ripcurls’ shaded eyes.
So what we are saying here is that in a couple of years when these little chaps are kind of shunted off because they grow hair and start to speak clearly and are replaced by even younger little chaps, they should all be able to pull off a few guitar albums with covers as heavy as old Justin’s here.
Because everybody hurts.
with sincere apologies to blasphemy rotttmouth, he started it