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Friendly advice from a tax man Is this the end of experience?

This week we begin work on What Youth issue 11. And as we begin the purification process of deciphering what is worthy of living forever, immortally inside a print book, it’s a tiny piece of information I received from a friendly tax man that has me fucking terrified — frozen and pondering a complete drive-to-the-desert-to-bury-it-all meltdown.

This artfully-calculated man who files my annual tax forms, making sure I don’t end up with any tattoos similar to Sunny Garcia told me how each year he gets a pretty good sense of what’s happening in the world after compiling the myriad stories and financial situations that come across his desk each year. And he seemed especially worried this year.

“We’re completely giving up on each other,” he said. “The human interaction is gone and the next generation has more information than any of the previous, but they have zero actual experience. I recently looked at all of my students I coach [he coaches high school Volleyball as well] — and they’re all good kids and great students and I had to say to them: ‘I love you guys but I wouldn’t hire a single one of you.’”

And the reason is simple: no one is specialized. No one has actual real-world experience. We currently inhale more information in a day than our ancestor’s would in an entire lifetime. But the problem: we have no idea what the hell to do with it. We’re paralyzed by information at all times. We now have access to so much and are stimulated by so many things at once that our receptors can hardly tell a hot chick from a calculator. Let alone hone in on a details or a specialized skill long enough to become an expert, or an artisan. Or change a flat tire when the cell phone has gone dead.

Some of you may remember our recent rant on artisans in What Youth Issue 9. Another smart man forecasted that the key to our future were with these few remaining artisans. Those willing to raise their hand bravely and become so highly-skilled in their field that they would lead the next revolution in their field. So as you swipe up, down, side to side this week: think about what makes you special. What do you slow down your life for? What gets you so jazzed that not even the iPhone 6 can get in your way? We suggest you find that thing, and as wise and often drunk Bukowski said: “Let it destroy you.”

Today I want to leave you with our old friend C.S. Louis’ Instagram farewell that was posted this week. Maybe it’s time we all consider slowing it all down just enough to enjoy what’s in front of us a little more. —Travis 

C.S. Louis via Instagram: I want this to be personal. Thankfully I have only amassed 104 of you and it will be. 

Fuck that I deliberated this as if it were a real decision. As if it were risky and it was important and worth pondering. 

This is bullshit. 

I follow children because they are attractive and post frequently. I follow dudes who post pictures of my hometown to reminisce even though they are no talent ass clowns. I follow dudes from my new home who are ambivalent to my existence. I follow a couple of actual mates also but I’m confident our relationship is unaffected by their posts or mine. 

Fuck that I shit at work and see who posted a photo about not being at work. Fuck that I awake serene and senseless and grab my phone like a fiend each morning. Fuck that I lay next to my naked girlfriend playing with this retarded shit and not her at night. 

Call me undisciplined and you will be correct. Call me a social media pervert and I’ll remind you that so is everyone else. 

This is no longer a pastime I wish to actively pursue and this is why: Fuck you Instagram, goodbye. 

I did it to MySpace in 2003 and then Facebook in 2008. Still seem to be living and breathing. Panting in fact. Drinking draft beer, laughing with friends and getting God damned tubed just the same. 

And my last picture? It’s my dick, with an all-black filter. 

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Dear Youth Field notes from the outer islands

A five-day trip to get the fuck outta Bali and film for ClusterTM with Craig Anderson, Brendon Gibbens, Creed McTaggart & Thom Pringle. We slept in dungeon style cell rooms with a shitty fan, all of us. Tucked tight together with mattresses on the floor. This was Indo at it’s best. A real surf trip….

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Dear Youth Noa Deane and Mitch Coleborn getting it done

This is just one of those photos that makes you want to drop everything and max out your credit card and book a boat trip with your buddies. Mitch Coleborn is paddling out and Noa Deane is about to get really barreled. What more needs to be said? It’s all happening. —Nate Lawrence

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Dear Youth Can you hear me? Where has my zen gone?

Time’s spinning by at a wild pace. I need to reflect on what went down over the last…the last month. West oz road tripping, a boat trip, Maccas camp post up, back to back. I think we may need to just chill. I love the hustle, but… Don’t get me wrong, this shit is sick. I…

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Dear Youth Quinn Matthews in Training

Editor’s Note: Quinn Matthews is a talented young photographer. And we like him a lot. He brought creative angles to the North Shore. And hung with the boys in West OZ. That’s step one and two of success in this game. But there are more steps which are a bit trickier to explain. Last week, Quinn…

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Dear Youth Craig Anderson, Dion Agius, Dane Reynolds in New Zealand, filming for Dear Suburbia, 2012

Editor’s Note: Blake Myers is Kai Neville and What Youth’s mascot/employee/filmmaker/creative Kiwi. He’s been making Lego videos and films for years now, and he’s also pretty good at snapping interesting photos along the way. The moments that usually go unoticed — which we thrive on. He’ll be contributing to Photo Credit and unearthing his archive…

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Dear Youth Click happy

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Dear Youth Chippa Wilson, Indonesia, Last week

Nate Lawrence: “Chippa Wilson is more known for his airs than his barrel riding skills, but damn can he ride the barrel well. We just finished a good ol’ fashioned Mentawai boat trip and it did not disappoint. There’s something about bobbing on a boat for 12 days with your friends that will never get…

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Dear Youth Noa Deane’s washed up traveler kit

A lot of people like to snap photos of their ultra-curated travel kits: vintage camera, neat bag, perfectly-folded shirt, passport, funny hat, postcards, Moleskin, etc. You know the shot. Well, over the past few years the travel kits we’ve seen don’t exactly look like that. They’re more like this. So here’s the first in a…

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Dear Youth Noa Deane’s Indo stitch up

The ramps were good and the crowd was super mellow with the stiff breeze. 30 minutes into the surf Noa boned a pretty big Stalefish. Off target, his fin caught his arm and left him with a nice open gash. He bellied in and I started wondering why the hell he was coming in —…

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Dear Youth Nate on the Run

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Dear Youth Boy to Man: Quinn Mathews returns from Western Australia

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Dear Youth Jordy Smith’s Indonesian Salon

Jordy Smith and Rob Bain, Indonesia 2013 “This here is a photo of Jordy just starting to dive into a fresh haircut for his boss, Rob Bain. It was the last night of the trip and Jordy had a line of people ready to get haircuts. What Youth photographer Hamish Humphreys had just got his…

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