Skateboarding is still, metaphorically, a baby. Not just just a baby but a rather young baby if you want to go so far. I imagine in 50 years if skateboarding will exist or be a ghost of the past, an image of hula hoops and pogo sticks shining back from the anciently placed wax on the heritage house down the block, a novelty of yesteryear. I wonder what will come to pass with all the important we emphasize on style, on moving our bodies a certain way to create perfection, a flower bloomed in blood and sweat. I think of all the hours I’ve tried a trick and wondered, is it truly worth it?
With new tricks being invented nearly day to day it seems that skateboarding is changing at a rate not seen since the 1990s. The question is how much longer can this go on? How much longer will it take until skateboarding has progressed to a point where it can no longer progress? Eventually, skateboarding will have to come to a point of stagnance in evolution. Then, skateboarding will die (at least for a while). It will recede into the shadows of new phenomena such as hoverboarding or jetpacking.Also, a girl I know named Carissa is getting good at skateboarding and is sweet.
In the mean time I’m looking forward to seeing thing such as 40 stair ollies and giant handrails where death is imminent unless you land it. I’m the cosmic kid.sucka free
Sean Hanebury- Hippy Hop [o]MacLeod