Next to gasoline and matches — and maybe drunks and dynamite — the combination of teenagers, velocity and danger is frightening. And the gravity sport of "longboarding" tends to throw those three elements together.
Longboarding is the latest mutation of what once was called "sidewalk surfing." It is skateboarding on wheels, so to speak. The skateboard is longer and more stable, allowing riders to lie down and body surf. The downside is speeds can get up to 20 mph and — unlike skateboards and in-line skates — the only way to slow down is to drag a foot. So far, three young people have died this year in longboarding accidents, and the number of scrapes, broken bones and bruises continues to pile up.
Still, before the state's X-gamers write us off as fuddy-duddies, let us say we enjoy watching the X-games as much as anyone. But as the adults at this party, we feel obligated to sound a note of caution. And they are the same warnings that often go unheeded — not just by longboarders but by society in general.
First, speed kills. Something in the human brain pushes people to move too fast for conditions — whether they are walking on ice, driving in the rain or longboarding on gravel-laced roads. Slow down and live.
Second, helmets are a must. Yes, the look and feel of a helmet hampers the wild-and-free feeling of whisking along a road, but concussions and brain injuries tend to hamper that feeling even more. Other protective gear — gloves and knee pads — are also wise.
Finally, longboard defensively. Don't expect motorists to see you. If what's coming toward you is bigger than you, get out of the way. Close calls are not worth the risk. Any thrill that comes from flirting with danger will be long forgotten, but a lifetime of dealing with a disability never goes away.
"No Fear" may be a popular motto, but it's a foolish way to live a life. Young people don't always see that. Adults do.
It's up to parents, teachers, community leaders and others who have kept their heads to find ways to protect those younger heads who love to race the wind, only to end up with a lifetime of regrets.