Dude! Harsh!

Santa Cruz, CA is one of the coolest, weirdest little towns in America. It's crawling with sunny, sweet-natured screwballs who couldn't give a wet slap about personal enrichment.

As well as wads like Ryan Rittenhouse. 

Ryan is the grandson of a founding member of the Santa Cruz Surfing Club. Among its laudable eleemosynary efforts, the club helps keep the city's Surfing Museum in the black. 

The museum is now in danger of closure, and the club wants to help out with a t-shirt sale.

The problem? Ryan trademarked the club logo and photos two years ago. He does a brisk trade in t-shirts, board shorts and other items bearing the intellectual property of a club to which he contributed nothing. The percentage of the profits going to enrich anybody but Ryan Rittenhouse? Zero. 

This is mondo lame.