There has been quite a furor over the most recent edit “dropped” from David Lesh and his counterparts at FD Wear. This crew seems bent on insulting the blue-collar skier in a time of economic strife while encouraging today’s skiing youth to engage in risky and illegal behavior. In a time when most skiers are strapping down and selling their spare tire to afford day tickets, the FD Wear crew proves their Romney-like economic insensitivity through the flaunting of expensive cosmetic dental surgery as well as multiple Subarus and a private plane (granted, it’s not a jet plane, so it’s not that baller). And through their actions, they blatantly hope to mislead honest teens into a life of petty crime and lawlessness. Reports have come in from around Summit County of multiple young skiing males flipping their mom’s car into a snowbank with their friends hanging out the window, and Breck ski patrol has responded to multiple cases of teens discharging firearms in the mini park after claiming their 270 on. And the worst is FD Wear’s smoke and mirrors game with their private plane, which is not only an insult, but an affront to us skiing pilots’ understanding of basic aviation and navigation.
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For the vast majority of the skiing population, days on snow are limited to weekends and vacations, with the bulk of the week spent in school texting the girl in the front row or at work complaining about your spouse. Thus, many comb the internet for ski content to satisfy their vicarious cravings until the next time they click in.
In an age where even multinational corporations put so much emphasis on social media that they’ll pay some idiot to Tweet about iced coffee because they can’t figure out how to communicate in brief and misspelled spurts of grammar, your online ski persona can do as much to dictate your standing in the ski community as your actual skiing skills. So take heed of the following advice, which will help you manage your internet skiing career from your first post on NS as a toddler to your last avi forecast on TGR as a crinkly, bitter, randonee-ing old man.
Newschoolers
So you’ve grown old enough (7) for your parents to give you a MacBook, an iPhone, and that matching XXXL teal-colored suit you wanted for Christmas that sags on your 130 pounds like a wet mop. You took some ski lessons way back when, but haven’t used your poles in any functional role since. It’s time to get online.
