2001

2001 was the year that i genuinely got into kitesurfing.  in 2000 i tagged along with Alan to a couple of events but in 01 i just wanted to do it for myself... so now i was windsurfing, kitesurfing, surfing and bodyboarding.... not to mention working fulltime at maccas. so yeah i was busy.  I still hung out with Stipe on a regular basis but slowly and surely the addiction to kiting would take hold and by the end of the year i had taken up yet another sport.... kitebuggying.

As for work it surely had its ups and downs.... definmately more fiery than in 2000.  i mostly worked graveyard shift.  it was a year that the church sed that something big was gonna happen... I didn't go till right at the end of the year but Stipe told me at da start.... but allready this was an interesting year for me with a phenominom called "antithing".... as opposed to THING which was a fear of "dying" (forces from within killing me)... this was a fear of "being killed" (forces from outside killing me.... car crash, murder etc).  At work things got quite ugly with several customers and to be honest the place was pissing me off quite a bit.  At the beginning of September i lost my temper and smashed my hand on the side of da griller... putting me out of action for about a week.  I also had several near misses kitesurfing including crashing my kite onto a house at eastern beach.... felt so bad that i wanted to kite as far as i could go and then die.  was quite obsessed with murder and death.... would see the murders on tele and da news as well as discoveries of bodies etc... quite a morbid fascination with current events was taking place.  Politicially i was getting more influenced too.... my right wing side was starting to take effect.  Was stoked that G.W Bush rose to power in America... his conservative right wing attributes appealed to me really well.  Stipe got lots of heavy metal albums... including kataklysm which i really got into... this was when i smashed my hand.  In july i had a horrible feeling that something bad was gonna happen... i thought it was to do with me... i thought i was gonna die in 2 months time.... quite strange for an antithing year as i thought i'd go similiar to Justin in 1999.  Tried to forget about it and didn't think about it again.  In september after i smashed my hand i did wierd graphs on my computer (i had just bought a new printer and wanted to try it out) about destruction and killing etc... war stuff, nukes etc.  In August i remember watching a movie at work about some dude who detonated a nuke in America.  It was fiction but we had an ex army guy there who thougt it was real.... it had one of those those fake news broadcast scenes on it which looks real lol.  He thought it was a genuine terror attack against America lol.  This was in August, he left shortly afterwards.

In the second week of September it was my night off work.  I rang up the manager and he sed i could come in if i wanted... i sorta thought about it then decided to sleep.... totally unaware of the carnage unfolding on the other side of the world.  Woke up to another perfect day.. checked the internet for wind graphs... instead greeted with pictures of planes and ppl jumping out of the twin towers, explosions and smoke and dust and pictures of twin towers reduced to rubble.... all raw and fresh news every minute about this event which surely was what Stipe was referring to and what bad thing i had a preminition of.  Of course being a right winger all i wanted was revenge... hoping for a nuclear attack.... surely America would fight back.  I remember my brother bringing a t shirt back from Egypt.  It was of that cuban revolutionary dude but it was in Arabic.... after 9/11 there was a HUGE amount of anti-islamic sentiment so i decided not to wear the t shirt for a while.... infact intiially i thought my mum had got rid of it lol.  of course nowadays its totally cool to be pro arab especially as certain ppl dropped the ball and allowed religion and greed to could their minds.

but life went on and i still went kiting.  Injured myself at the end of the year with another dislocated shoulder.  on my return was when i got into kitebuggying.... this now had the potential to eclipse kitesurfing as my main sport.  Me, Tim and Alan were now into kitesurfing so i still wanted to get good at kiting.

2001 ended with more acts of violence... this time taking away a huge NZ icon in Brazil.  Sir Peter Blake was shot and killed by pirates whilst on the Amazon river.  This news in NZ was to some ppl even bigger than 9/11.  To me though living in New York for several years the events of 9/11 affected me personally.  Of course my support for Bush was even stronger than before the attacks and his swift response pleased me heaps (especially with some liberals and lefties spouting their typicial anti americian propaganda).... on a side note... i too would join the left wing brigade several years later after wising up about several issues... particularily religion.  After 9/11 my christian faith would not see good vs evil as a battle between God and Satan but Christianity and Islam... especially with these new words flying around like "Jihad", "Mujahadeen" and a personal favourite of mine.... "Infidel".  This conservative attitude reached a peak for me in 2004 before slowly declining and then reversing in 2005 when i would become liberal leftie who opposed all forms of conflict and hate.

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