A bit of serendipty this evening. I did not expect to read two pieces purporting to explain the dimly lit world of adolescence told through the lens of skateboarding, but that's exactly where I find myself.

I'm not sure how I feel about the a meandering take on angst, appropriation and race. Bleak, yes. A narrative about modern skateboarding (skateboarders?), maybe. I'll admit the ruminating about “modern” adolescent masculinity did seem to be the article’s tentpole, but my interests were piqued by the back-and-forth of cultural appropriation. A strange read when juxtaposed against the last.^[1]

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1. I might need a minute to work out my haze of thoughts. There's something here, I just can't put my finger on it. Gimme a second. ↩︎