I know this is kinda off topic but it seems to me actually a logical place to make this post.
There's an old saying that nothing ever stays the same. That certainly holds true for what we call the "Biker Lifestyle" I honestly feel bad for some of the folks just buying their first H-D who have visions of old time biker parties they've read or heard about. A lot of what used to pass for fun has been PC'd out of existence. I certainly sympathize with any woman who was subjected to a gauntlet of "show us your t_ _ s" yahoos at these major runs, but there were also no small amount of more than willing volunteers amoung the fairer sex who enjoyed being the object of everyone's attention. My opinion is that the "fun" in this vanished when hordes of guys with video cameras descended on these events like land sharks. And of course, we've seen a major change in our attitude on alcohol consumption over the past few years. So the whole t_ _ties and beer have kind of faded into the woodwork. What these events have become basically is a bunch of people hanging around waiting for somebody to do something noteworthy enough to take a picture/video of. With the over zealousness of LEO's, what remains is riding around and rapping your pipes making noise which is what the citizenry objects to the most. That and the fact that as I've pointed out 1000 times, most non riders can't tell the difference between a HOG member and a Hell's Angel. We're all part of a loud and unruly horde that descends on their existence. And since the average citizen isn't making any money from hotel rooms, food, t-shirts etc. we've become nothing but one big incovenience to them. The old days that were captured in the pages of the hard core biker magazines are gone forever. What remains for the vast majority of riders is the myth. Fortunately for those of us on this website, we've all been there, done that, bought the t-shirt enough that we've developed something to replace the old days. This place, this site and the gatherings we put together be they a 1/2 dozen folks out for a day or a weekend or 100 of us criss crossing the country to meet up with one another. Pardon my rambling, but it's still about an hour to kickoff for the first championship football game of the day and I'm just sittin here musing.
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