(awe of the santa monica pier)
it was very windy day with a strong southerly flow...


enough that I would see if i could catch my wife and child walking down towards Broad Beach..






(airport lax xmas tree)


it was a stormy and cloudy enough day to actually think of that moment when Dr. Zhivago runs after his family in the snowstorm to find out that they were peasants just trying to survive in the blizzard!

i thought they might have walked inland to check out the really cool multimillion dollar park, designed for education and athletics for young children...

a new place with sand the beginnings of sand castles... was started,,,

I swam and floated about a km before thinking where they might be...

( wondering if Stu was watching me float by in my mermaid club shirt and rip curl hat)

and then gradually walked back checking out the palaces

that might compose one floor of these 10 story residential apartments...

one of these gorgeous laps of luxury would be up for auction in this very down market....

and then while walking back to our humble abode (with a nice view)

i chatted with surf club mates

about the politics and the group think that might occur

among volunteers who should want to help

but still have a very strong motive for power...

for what was once an all male club...

this club started after the war, and the whole organization of surf life saving

has permeated and completely soaked into the coastal culture of greater Oz!

but even in something so utopian altruistic as the desire to help save lives in need of rescuing

but we cannot get away from that evil quest for power and control...

or even the makings of a Lady Macbeth
while macbeth stands back and gives the control to his lady...

the queen of the metaphoric chess game most call surflifesaving .....
a pawn in the game who has reached her 8th rank
and become queen/matriarch of her domain

wow!.. I could get carried away that thought and some might wonder who that queen could be in their club??

when perhaps they take a chance look at the blog

that fraternizes and utopianized this culture!

everywhere you go u can see microcosms of the quest for power in our various world governments..

and perhaps if we decide that the tables where we all be eventually invited to sit and discuss

will be round...

without the sharp corners that hurt when trying to make your way around your corner of the conversation...

we are in a change in our club government perhaps similar to the way other governments have taken over in the past...
but here in the closest place to living in a utopia that ive encountered, we had a nice day getting some Baramundi Monday specials at the surf clubs... with my family , ... trying to let go of the anger when our darling son peed on our newly put in bedroom carpet!... I think it was a lot easier to toilet train Buffy!

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