“You self righteous, blind, arseholes. You cannot control the use of public space.”
-Sidewalk Surfer, 23, Jan.-Feb. 1998
I’ve always been quite contemptuous of skater culture. Their two endearing aspects are their super comfy shoes and their somewhat enjoyable video games. Besides that, I’ve always viewed the skateboarding subculture as one of hypocriticism, self-aggrandizing, arrogance, disrespect, and thinly veiled capitalism dedicated to an imaginary freedom through the repurposing of public space.
As you can see, I’m quite opinionated about that particular clique, mostly because I’m sick of their juvenile attitude. So when I read Iain Borden’s article, I struggled to find points I could relate to. There are two general statements that I found very insightful. First, the common thread that we’ve observed running through all subcultures - the opposition to a vaguely defined ‘mainstream’. Skateboarding employs this through rejecting preconceptions about urban space and its uses. The idea that buildings can be used for purposes of entertainment separate from their goal of accumulation of wealth is quite interesting. I’m all for questioning the established norms. This is what generates progressive change. The second statement Borden made that stood out is his examination of how skateboarding involves individual labour with no productive purpose. Skateboarders are perfecting a skill that has no value outside of that activity. Inside the activity, it is essential. This is similar to the idea of cultural capital. Within skater culture, cultural capital = skill and notoriety. This is similar to gamer culture, where the countless hours spent in the virtual world have no real value in real life.
Now here’s why I don’t like skaters, and how Borden’s article reaffirmed everything I dislike about skater culture. I’m going to quickly fly through my criticisms listed above, for your reading pleasure.
First off, skaters are hypocritical in their condemnation of the capitalist model. Borden’s article contains numerous quotes establishing the sentiment, “I’m never going to work a day in my life, I’m too dedicated to skating. Meanwhile skaters flaunt corporate symbols and emblems like personal flags. From my experience, the goal of a skater is first to get good, then get attention, then get sponsored and then make money. In the mean time, they’re practicing and observing and financially supporting the same consumerist, wealth seeking attitude that they vow they’ll hate til they die. Borden states, through a quote from a skater that the culture has ‘moved beyond shiny products and consumerism’. And yet advertisements fill their magazines and there are designated styles with brand names and stores and displays. I’ve seen self-professed skaters doodling company logos in and on their notebooks. Why? I have no clue. Next criticism.
Self-aggrandizing (and arrogance too). I’m just going to shtick a quote in here: “All of us we’re all existing beyond their shit stained grasp. They […] can’t understand us now […] . We can all become higher types.” Are you kidding me? You ride on a plank with wheels. Next criticism.
Disrespect. In my experience, skaters at the entry stage of the subculture are entirely indifferent to the preservation of others’ property (professionals seem quite amicable). There is a strange desire to just not give a fuck, and it’s pathetic. The skater culture encourages public rudeness, destruction of property and self-entitlement. Take for example the quote that Borden used to begin his essay. It’s the same one I’ve used as a heading at the top. This quote comes from a skateboarding magazine, denouncing those who would inhibit their use of public space. They complain about those who would limit their access to the urban environment, while simultaneously limiting others’ enjoyment of that same environment. Roaring along the sidewalk, being an obstacle to traffic and pedestrians, and being a nuisance in general is hardly a respectful or productive criticism of the preconceptions of urban use.
/endrant
I’ll end my post with some lyrics by a band that’s always among my top three favourite artists, Say Anything:
When you walk by a group of quote-unquote normal people you chuckle to yourself, patting yourself on the back as you scoff. It's the same superority complex shared by the high school jocks who made your life a living hell, makes you a slave to the competitive capitalist dogma you spend every moment of your waking life BITCHING about!