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Friday, 30 September 2011



“Intelligence does not preclude stupidity.”

Do not argue with an idiot. He will drag you down to his level and beat you with experience.

An update on yesterdays crash deaths with some very confrontational comments:

The war on bikers:

The continuing saga of the Hells Angels:

The Pagans of Pennsylvania:

Australia’s Comancheros:



Are Motorcycles better for the environment?

The helmet controversy:

Biker Rallies:

Myrtle Beach "Hurricane Alley" fall bike rally started yesterday!


Myrtle Beach area’s 31st Bikefest – May 27 to May 30 2011:

 

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‘Hang in there’......           J D Redneck

 


Wednesday, 28 September 2011

Gray-haired riders don't get that way from pure luck.


The Death of Common Sense©
Lori Borgman
www.loriborgman.com


Three yards of black fabric enshroud my computer terminal. I am mourning the passing of an old friend by the name of Common Sense.

His obituary reads as follows:

Common Sense, aka C.S., lived a long life, but died from heart failure at the brink of the millennium. No one really knows how old he was, his birth records were long ago entangled in miles and miles of bureaucratic red tape.
Known affectionately to close friends as Horse Sense and Sound Thinking, he selflessly devoted himself to a life of service in homes, schools, hospitals and offices, helping folks get jobs done without a lot of fanfare, whooping and hollering. Rules and regulations and petty, frivolous lawsuits held no power over C.S.

A most reliable sage, he was credited with cultivating the ability to know when to come in out of the rain, the discovery that the early bird gets the worm and how to take the bitter with the sweet. C.S. also developed sound financial policies (don't spend more than you earn), reliable parenting strategies (the adult is in charge, not the kid) and prudent dietary plans (offset eggs and bacon with a little fiber and orange juice).

A veteran of the Industrial Revolution, the Great Depression, the Technological Revolution and the Smoking Crusades, C.S. survived sundry cultural and educational trends including disco, the men's movement, body piercing, whole language and new math.

C.S.'s health began declining in the late 1960s when he became infected with the If-It-Feels-Good, Do-It virus. In the following decades his waning strength proved no match for the ravages of overbearing federal and state rules and regulations and an oppressive tax code. C.S. was sapped of strength and the will to live as the Ten Commandments became contraband, criminals received better treatment than victims and judges stuck their noses in everything from Boy Scouts to professional baseball and golf.

His deterioration accelerated as schools implemented zero-tolerance policies. Reports of 6-year-old boys charged with sexual harassment for kissing classmates, a teen suspended for taking a swig of Scope mouthwash after lunch, girls suspended for possessing Midol and an honor student expelled for having a table knife in her school lunch were more than his heart could endure.

As the end neared, doctors say C.S. drifted in and out of logic but was kept informed of developments regarding regulations on low-flow toilets and mandatory air bags. Finally, upon hearing about a government plan to ban inhalers from 14 million asthmatics due to a trace of a pollutant that may be harmful to the environment, C.S. breathed his last.

Services will be at Whispering Pines Cemetery. C.S. was preceded in death by his wife, Discretion; one daughter, Responsibility; and one son, Reason. He is survived by two step-brothers, Half-Wit and Dim-Wit.

Memorial Contributions may be sent to the Institute for Rational Thought.

Farewell, Common Sense. May you rest in peace.

©1998 Lori Borgman
www.loriborgman.com


This article was modified to add the line:
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone!

The lack of Common Sense is evident in most of society, examples of which are too numerous to mention. Add this to the fact that stupidity is running rampant throughout the masses gives one much to think about. Someone might wonder at the motivation that would cause a rider to travel at high speed on a urban street when just obeying the rules of the road are dangerous enough with most of the other people out there with no concerns other than their own. Laying the blame on the young doesn’t cut it, because they learned from the old. Many of the old seem to have gotten there through dumb luck. Bad traits and misguided ideas are passed down as we multiply, causing the situation to escalate in unbounded strides. The rulemakers try to stem the flow by putting unfair restrictions on the lawbiding and not enforcing the proper amount of punishment on the criminal. Giving youth unrestricted freedom without proper guidance and not making them face the responsibility of their actions is no way to develop a society where the average person can feel safe and protected.
This society needs to learn how to Educate not Legislate in order to run smoothly. It also has to start making the people who think they are in charge accept responsibility for their actions.
When something goes wrong do not reward the people responsible, then ask them to try again. Chances are they are the main problem. Replace them!
That’s enough soapbox for now. I just get a little upset when we lose a biker through what seems to be lack of common sense or stupidity.

The Bike community gets smaller again:

Motorcycle crashes:

A win for the Hells Angels which show that not all Outlaw bikers are criminals:

The continuing saga of the Hells Angels:

Repercussions from the confrontational relations between 1%ers:

FBI sting the Bandidos:

Sturgis North:

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Modern Day Biker

By BikerCrap

I’m a modern day biker, got a scooter to prove it, got ink on my arm, took 5 minutes to choose it.

My putt she’s a beauty 40 grand worth of chrome, I'd never rode when I bought her, so I trailered her home.

I bought her on credit, accessories up the wazoo, bought some worn chaps and a leather jacket on HD credit too.

I got me some apes, about 3 feet tall, they’re way over my head, can’t reach them at all.

Big carb and big cam, big tire to boot, but I pray she don’t break cuz I can’t fix my own scoot.

Couple falls, couple crashes, another 5 grand in fix’n, now I got my permit just can’t take my little vixen.

The vixen she's a hottie, she’ll be 18 in June, she loves all the chrome and now gives me the poon.

I wear a bandana, all folded and pressed, no helmet for me, I ride to impress.

I got me an attitude, I’m the baddest in town, but I check it at the door when real patchers are around.

I bought a big knife but I leave it at home, I wore it out once but it got in the way of my phone.

I call my friends “bro” now, they got new scooters too, we think we need an oil change, just no sure how to.

I watch Pauly and Cody and Vinny and Senior, but I love Mikey the most, he’s the freaking ring leader.

And don’t forget Jessie and his West Coast Choppers, building every bikers dream, 50 thousand dollar bar hoppers.

I won’t ride to Sturgis, man that’s way too far, I’ll just load up the trailer and tow with the car.

I’ll stay in a motel, five stars there’s no doubt, One with great food and where credit has clout.

I will trailer near town then jump in with some scooters, 1200 miles to drool at some girl with fake hooters.

I might get my ear pierced or another tattoo, of skulls or of dagger or maybe Fuck U.

If the vixen don’t like it and thinks I’m a dope, no problems here, it’ll wash off with soap.

Sleep on the ground! You’re kidding me right? Next thing you’ll want me to do is stay up n party all night.

I’ll buy me a patch that says “I RODE MINE THERE”, who the hells gonna know, it’s a lie but who cares.

Ride to live, live to ride, I got riden in my veins, except when it’s too hot or too cold or windy or it rains.

Yea, I’m a modern day biker, you got something to say? Send me an email, I’ll reply someday.


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'Hang in there' .....   J D Redneck





Monday, 26 September 2011


Respect the person who has seen the dark side of motorcycling and lived.


Motorcycle Accidents:

Biker Charity:

Women & Motorcycles:

Motorcyclist’s actions against unfair regulations:

The continuing saga of the Hells Angels:

Bikers down under:


Outlaw motorcycle club?
Not all, but some of the chapters of the Blue Knights MC wear a 3 pce patch. According to the majority of LEO’s, this marks them as an outlaw motorcycle club! Are these chapters going to be harassed and intimidated the same as other outlaw mc’s?

Considering that most Outlaw mc’s are populated with white males, these might be interesting to you.

White Pride
Pride of one’s white ancestry

You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction.
You call me "Cracker", "Honkey", "Whitey" and even "The Man" and you think it's OK.
But when I call you, "Nigger", "Kike", "Towelhead", "Sand-Nigger", "Camel Jockey", "Beaner" or "Chink" you call me a racist.

You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live

You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi
You have the NAACP. 
You have BET. (and Black Starz and Black HBO)

If we had WET(white entertainment television) we'd be racists.

If we had a White Pride Day you would call us racists.

If we had white history month, we'd be racists.

In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and rights.
If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists.

You are proud to be black, brown, yellow and orange, and you're not afraid to announce it.
But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.

You call each other "niggas", but when we call you that, you call us racists.

You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us.
But, when a white police officer shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug-dealer running from the law and posing a threat to society, you call him a racist.

I am white.
I am proud.

But, you call me a racist.
Why is it that only whites can be racists?

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HOW TO CALL THE POLICE WHEN YOU'RE AN OLD BIKER
(not that any of y'all are old)

 Biker George was going up to bed when his wife told him that he'd left the light on in the garden shed, which she could see from the bedroom window.
George opened the back door to go turn off the light but saw that there were people in the shed stealing things.
He phoned the police, who asked "Is someone in your house?" and he said "no".
Then they said that all patrols were busy, and that he should simply lock his door and an officer would be along when available.
George said, "Okay," hung up, counted to 30, and phoned the police again.
"Hello, I just called you a few seconds ago because there were people in my shed.
 Well, you don't have to worry about them now because I've just shot them all."
Then he hung up. Within five minutes three police cars, an Armed Response unit, and an ambulance showed up at the Phillips' residence and caught the burglars red-handed.
One of the Policemen said to George: "I thought you said that you'd shot them!"
George said, "I thought you said there was nobody available!"
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‘Hang in there’.....  J D Redneck

Sunday, 25 September 2011


“When we do right....    No one remembers!
         When we do wrong....   No one forgets!”



This is a good compilation of stories from the Reno area bikers. It gives a quick look at what the LEO’s & lawmakers will do to eradicate the biker culture.

It is time to stand up & fight back!

The biker lifestyle has changed to the point that there is slim chance that you will find any bikers who live a totally free life that was available in the last century where jobs were plentiful enough that it was possible to work only when necessary.
Now, with the economy in the toilet & the government more interested in creating criminals in the guise of protecting us from terrorists, it is not that easy to change jobs on a whim.
With this in mind, along with the fact that even though they are mostly weekend riders, the biker culture has gained some lawyers, politicians, military personnel, law enforcement people, judges, and business people, which are in a position to help fight the bias against the biker culture.
We need to organize a lobby group on a National level to fight Federal law as well as Provincial law. This means that we need to put motorcyclists in politics on all levels as well as making sure that any committees that are responsible for any motorcycle legislation or by-laws have enough motorcyclist on board that any ruling does not adversely affect the biker freedoms.

I say again, we need to stand up, organize, & fight back. NOW!

As the old saying goes: “If you snooze, you lose!” 

So when the idiot lawmakers design more ridiculous laws, you have no one to blame but yourself.

The continuing saga of the Hells Angels:
Repercussions from the confrontational relations between 1%ers:

Biker Events:

Bikers down under:

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Bikers New Year Resolutions
 By BikerCrap

• I resolve to fix the ol ladies pickup before I finish restoring the ‘ol panhead. (I know I made the same resolution last year, by this year I promise)

• I resolve to spend less time at the strip club with my bros and more quality time at the tavern with my ol lady.

• I resolve to quit hitting on the ol ladies girlfriends. Just cuz she gets to kiss and touch them don’t mean I get to I guess.

• I resolve to quit rolling home drunk in the middle of the night as much. Instead, I’ll start having the bro’s over more and just party at our pad.

• I resolve that I will finally take the wheels off the mobile home.

• I resolve to pay more attention to the ol lady. This way I can be sure she gets the trailer cleaned, the dishes done and gets grub on the table.

• I resolve to quit waking the ol lady up at 5:30 every morning to braid my pony tail. Instead, she can run home on her break at the strip club and do it.

• I resolve to quit spending the rent money on beer. I’ll start using grocery money instead.

• I resolve that I will start voting for my ol lady when she’s in the wet t-shirt contest instead of the 19 year old Barbie Dolls with plastic hooters.

• I resolve to bath at least twice a week regardless if I am planning on having sex with the ol lady or not.

• I resolve to treat the ol lady with as much respect as I do my bartender.

• I resolve to spend less time locked up at county than I did last year.

• I resolve to quit drinking on weekdays, except for Friday, which is kind of the weekend; and Wednesdays, which is meeting night at the clubhouse; and Tuesday, which is poker night at Lizards; oh and every other Thursday, which is the lunchtime lingerie show at the tavern.

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‘Hang in there’.....   J D Redneck

Saturday, 24 September 2011

Never trade the thrills of living for the security of existence!

Seems that Irelands Road Safety Authority has decided that making motorcyclist dress as Brightly Colored Florescent clowns is going to prevent accidents. Most motorcycles are brightly colored with reflectors on all sides and must run with all lights on all the time. Now generally the motorcycle is larger than the rider, so if they can’t see the motorcycle, how will they see the rider? This seems to be just a protectionist rulemaker attempt to further restrict the rights and freedoms of the motorcycling community.
As per usual, the motorcycle community refused to believe that this would happen so nothing was done to prevent it. If this attitude continues, the motorcycle will be phased out of existence.

It is time to stand up for your Rights and Freedoms.
 

One man’s complaint about a motorcycle charity run:
The reply from the riders:

University professor/Outlaw motorcycle club president on drug charges:

News from Down Under:

The biker community gets smaller again:

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Stopped for speeding
• A rookie police officer pulled a biker over for speeding and had the following exchange:
• Officer: May I see your driver's license?
• Biker: I don't have one. I had it suspended when I got my 5th DUI.
• Officer: May I see the owner's card for this vehicle?
• Biker: It's not my bike. I stole it.
• Officer: The motorcycle is stolen?
• Biker: That's right. But come to think of it, I think I saw the owner's card in the tool bag when I was putting my gun in there.
Officer: There's a gun in the tool bag?
• Biker: Yes sir. That's where I put it after I shot and killed the dude who owns  this bike and stuffed his dope in the saddle bags.
• Officer: There's drugs in the saddle bags too?!?!?
• Biker: Yes, sir. Hearing this, the rookie immediately called his captain. The biker was quickly surrounded by police, and the captain approached the biker to handle the tense situation:
• Captain: Sir, can I see your license?
• Biker: Sure. Here it is. It was valid.
• Captain: Who's motorcycle is this?
• Biker: It's mine, officer. Here's the registration.
• Captain: Could you slowly open your tool bag so I can see if there's a gun in it?
• Biker: Yes, sir, but there's no gun in it. Sure enough, there was nothing in the tool bag.
• Captain: Would you mind opening your saddle bags? I was told you said there's drugs in them.
• Biker: No problem. The saddle bags were opened; no drugs.
• Captain: I don't understand it. The officer who stopped you said you told him you didn't have a license, stole this motorcycle, had a gun in the tool bag, and that there were drugs in the saddle bags.
• Biker: Yeah, I'll bet he told you I was speeding, too.

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‘Hang in there’......    J D Redneck

Wednesday, 21 September 2011

A cold hamburger can be reheated quite nicely by strapping it to an exhaust pipe and riding forty miles.


You can find Outlaw Bikers in all walks of life:

Gang Wars:

Things that have an impact on our lives, freedoms and rights:

Biker Charity:
Bikers helping Bikers:
I wonder if we will ever find a cure for stupidity?:

Helmet issues:

Custom bikes:

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‘Hang in there’.....     J D Redneck




Tuesday, 20 September 2011


You start the game with a full pot o' luck and an empty pot o' experience... The object is to fill the pot of experience before you empty the pot of luck. 
 

It’s no wonder that we have a problem with bad drivers in Alberta. The road signs aren’t in ten languages!


I can't find anything in there to prohibit blue lights on a motorcycle so long as the bike meets the mandatory requirements for the other lights such as brakes lights, turn signals etc.



The Warlock Nation:



The ongoing saga of the Hells Angels:





Religious Freedoms?



Belt Drive Betty's Blog:
Editor of the Busted Knuckle Chronicles newspaper, she always has lots to say about motorcycling among other things!


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‘Hang in there’.....   J D Redneck

Monday, 19 September 2011


Never hesitate to ride past the last street light at the edge of town.

Philadelphia Warlocks – Mudman: 

Robert ‘Mudman’ Simon was a founding member and as dangerous as anyone who called themselves a member of the Warlocks. Used by the other founding members, who are either dead or in prison by the mid ‘80s, to intimidate the clubs enemies.  As a Warlock enforcer, Mudman could turn deadly in the blink of an eye. A 25 yr friend said that if he liked you, he would drink with you, but if he didn’t he would just shoot you. A spider web on his elbow indicated that he had killed someone. It is reported that Mudman had killed two people & was suspected of killing more. Cpl. George Ellis, a Penn State LEO, was part of the biker control for years has said “Nobody fools with Bobby Simon.” “Bobby Simon is crazy.” 

Although never convicted of a federal crime, he was held in two federal prisons. Police investigators have supposedly spent whole careers trying to keep him behind bars. 

In 1974, he was convicted of killing his girlfriend, Beth Smith Dusenberg, a 19 yr old stenographer for refusing to have sex with other Warlocks. After serving 20 yrs. he was paroled in 1995, but was only free for 11 weeks when he shot & killed Sgt. Ippolito Gonzalez in a roadside confrontation, netting him the death penalty. But the state didn’t get a chance to execute him as another inmate, Ambrose Harris, a black man on death row, kicked him to death in a recreation cage.

The Philly Warlocks came from a union of two teen gangs, the Warlords from Upper Darby, which brought Mudman, and one from Darby, both areas being in SW Philadelphia where the original clubhouse was setup at 56th St. and Woodland Ave. The late ‘60s and during the ‘70s, the Warlocks terrified Pennsylvania by assaulting, raping and killing for sport. The would take over bars in a lot of towns that they visited because they usually outnumbered the law enforcement.

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The Florida Warlocks or the Warlock Nation try for a different image:
                                                                                                         


The continuing saga of the Hells Angels:




Harley Davidson in China:

It seems that Harley Davidson Inc is having trouble increasing sales if China because of stiff regulations regarding motorcycles. They say that rules differ from place to place, which doesn’t sound any different from Canada or the US.
Sean Jiang, the managing director for HD in China says “We need to be proactive in engaging with the government.”  Sound familiar?  How would you like to pay $53,000 for a motorcycle only to be told that you have to scrap it after 11 yrs. The city of Hanzhou has even gone as far as totally banning motorcycles. Local governments claim only poor people ride motorcycles, so outlawing motorcycles keeps the riff-raff out of their cities. Think the North American government has been talking to these guys?
“These days, people in the city get very stressed out at work,” Chen said. “Riding a Harley, with the wind blowing through your hair, is a good way to relax.”



Biker Charity:







The biker family grows smaller again:




Are TV commercials helping?



The fight for helmet laws:



Club unable to hold meetings in clubhouse:



A new way to help tune your bike:



Biker Fiction:

Other books in this series:

All Roads Lead To Sturgis: A Biker's Story

The Mirror: A Biker's Story.

 

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‘Hang in there’......   J D Redneck

 


Sunday, 18 September 2011

Riding faster than everyone else only guarantees you'll ride alone.

Warlocks MC.....

According to the ‘Gang Identification Task Force’, the name Warlock is a common one in the motorcycle club culture.

In 1967, two notable ‘Warlock Motorcycle Clubs’ were established.

One was in Florida, also called the Warlock Nation, which was established by an ex-sailor Tom ‘Grub’ Freeland in Orlando. This remains the Mother chapter, while they reportedly have nine others in Florida, five in South Carolina, three in Virginia, two in West Virginia, one in New York, two in Lincolnshire, England, and one in Germany. While claiming over 500 members, they are supposed allies to the Hells Angels, Sons of Silence, and the Vagos, while rivals to the Outlaws and Pagans.

The Florida Warlocks sport an insignia of a Phoenix on a three piece 1%er patch with colors of black, red, and yellow, the Pennsylvania Warlocks insignia is a Harpy in colors of red and white. 

The Pennsylvania Warlocks were born in Philadelphia and are said to be the first official outlaw motorcycle club in Pennsylvania. The club is reported as having chapters throughout Pennsylvania, New Jersey, Massachusetts and Ohio areas, as well as being the first of the Warlock clubs to wear the 1%er diamond patch over the heart on the colors. Claiming over 100 members, the club is said to be allies of the Pittsburgh and Philadelphia crime families while rivals to the Outlaws, Hells Angels, Pagans and The Breed.



   
History Of The Warlocks Motorcycle Club
From the Worlocks website:  http://www.warlocksmc.net

February 1967, the Aircraft Carrier U.S.S. Shangri-La is cruising the Mediterranean sea on an 8 month deployment with the Sixth Fleet. Aboard are Thirteen young Sailors starting to think about what they will do after their service in the Navy was over. As they were all fanatic motorcycle enthusiasts, who liked to party, they all decided to start a Motorcycle Club. Agreeing on the name Warlocks, One of the thirteen designed the Blazing style Eagle, Which to this day, is unchanged on the backs of all Warlocks Brothers. They then made plans, that each of the thirteen new Brothers would found a Chapter in his hometown after retiring from the Navy. With most of the members, the euphoria passed very quickly after their return from Service. But one Brother, who took this commitment seriously enough to make this dream a reality, was Grub from Lockhart Florida. The Original Chapter he founded was on the outskirts of Orlando Florida, where the Orlando Mother chapter remains to this day. In the last four decades the Warlocks Motorcycle Club has grown tremendously. Hosting several chapters in the United States, England and Germany, with our Nomads scattered through out the states and abroad.
At the top of this page, you will see a picture of the U.S.S. Aircraft Carrier Shangi-La, where it all began as a hope and dream for 13 Young Sailors, just hoping to make it home to the freedom of America, where it was and still is, possible for a man to pursue such dreams and make them come true. And below is a picture of Grub, our founding Brother, who by the way, is still an active member in the Warlocks Nation to this very day. The Warlocks of the world today are truly grateful for the commitment and dedication of our founder Grub. Many of our Brothers in the Warlock Nation will tell you "God Is Good but Grub Is Great!" Wonder why... Warlocks Forever and Forever Warlocks!



The Warlocks are in the news today.

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Biker Charity:


Weird News:


Road Trip accommodations for the New Age Bikers:


Your next winter ride?:


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The Way it Is
A biker is riding by the zoo, when he sees a little girl leaning into the lion's cage. Suddenly, the lion grabs her by the cuff of her jacket and tries to pull her inside to slaughter her, under the eyes of her screaming parents.
The biker jumps off his bike, runs to the cage and hits the lion square on the nose with a powerful punch.
Whimpering from the pain the lion jumps back letting go of the girl, and the biker brings her to her terrified parents, who thank him endlessly.
A reporter has seen the whole scene, and addressing the biker, says: - Sir, this was the most gallant and brave thing I saw a man do in my whole life. - Why, it was nothing, really, the lion was behind bars. I just saw this little kid in danger, and acted as I felt right. - Well, I'll make sure this won't go unnoticed. I'm a journalist, you know, and tomorrow's papers will have this on the first page.
What motorcycle do you ride? - A Harley Davidson.
The journalist leaves.
The following morning the biker buys the paper to see if it indeed brings news of his actions, and reads, 
on first page: 

BIKER GANG MEMBER ASSAULTS AFRICAN IMMIGRANT AND STEALS HIS LUNCH. 

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‘Hang in there’.....   J D Redneck

Saturday, 17 September 2011

'Oh Shit!' is usually the moment when your plan parts ways with reality
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The ongoing saga of the Hells Angels.


Toy Run Season has started.....


Charity minded bikers.....


Phony calls spark raid.....


The ‘Rulemakers’ are trying to impose more restrictions on our ‘Rights & Freedoms’.....


Bad Cops.....


Bikers down.....


Editorial on Harleys No Cages campaign.....


Seems the greedy government is trying harder to prevent motorcyclist from participating in charity events.....


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Drunken Biker

One night, a police officer was stalking out a particularly rowdy biker bar for possible violations of the driving-under-the-influence laws.  At closing time, he saw one of the bikers stumble out of the bar, trip on the curb, try his
keys on five different bikes before he found his.
Then, sat on the bike fumbling around several minutes, looking as if he might pass out right there.  Everyone left the bar and rode off.  
Finally, he started his engine and began to pull away.  The police officer was waiting for him.  He stopped the biker, read him his rights and administered the Breathalyzer test.  The results showed a reading of 0.0.  The puzzled officer demanded to know how that could be.
The biker replied, “Tonight, I'm the Designated Decoy."

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‘Hang in there’......  J D Redneck.....

Thursday, 15 September 2011

"If you give respect, you will get respect.
If you act like an asshole, you will be treated like an asshole!"

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The Busted Knuckle Chronicles

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‘Hang in there’..... J D Redneck

Wednesday, 14 September 2011

History of the motorcycle club.....cont.!

Sometimes it takes a whole tankful of fuel before you can think straight.

Motorcycle clubs have been around almost as long as motorcycles.

The first motorcycle, a steam powered bicycle, developed by Ernest Michaux can be traced to 1867 in Paris, France. Sylvester H. Roper of Roxbury, Massachusetts, USA developed a twin cylinder steam powered motorcycle in 1868. 

Gottlieb Daimler & Wilhelm Maybach of Bad Cannstatt, near Stuttgart, Germany, came up with the first petroleum powered motorcycle.

In 1894 the Hildebrand & Wolfmüller became the first motorcycle available for public sale.
A circus performer in 1895 is said to have brought the first known motorcycle in the USA to New York, although that same year saw E.J. Pennington demonstrate his own design in Milwaukee, and getting credited for calling the machine a ‘motor cycle’.

In 1901, England’s Royal Enfield was first produced, while the Americans got the first motorcycle from the Indian Motorcycle Manufacturing Company,
In 1903, the Americans saw the start of its most famous icon, The Harley-Davidson Motor Co.

The oldest club on record is the ‘Yonkers MC’ of Yonkers, New York, established in 1903. The Yonkers Bicycle Club under its president, George Eller, became the Yonkers Motorcycle Club, making it the oldest motorcycle club in the world. The club can be found in Mount Vernon, NY or at http://yonkersmotorcycleclub.net.

The Portsmouth Motorcycle Club also claims to be the oldest cycling club, but although the Yonkers Cycle Club was started in the late 1800s, it doesn’t state exactly when, & the Portsmouth Cycling club does state that it was started in 1893. This could construe that the Portsmouth club is older than the Yonkers club, but the Yonkers club evolved into a motorcycle club in 1903, while Portsmouth did not evolve until 1913. This fact makes Yonkers the oldest club. You can find the Portsmouth Motorcycle Club in Portsmouth, Ohio or at http://portsmouthmc.net/2YXQHQHT/

The next oldest club would be the ‘San Francisco MC’ established in November of 1904. By 1911 it boasted over 500 members including the San Francisco Mayor P.H. McCarthy, and in 1913, the famous Harley-Davidson hill climb champion Dudley Perkins Sr. joined, a year before he opened the Dudley Perkins dealership. In 1937, member Hap Jones would be the first to ride across the Golden Gate Bridge. The clubs Drill Team made an appearance at the infamous 1947 rally in Hollister, CA. and Hap Jones redid his ride across the Golden Gate Bridge at the 50th anniversary in 1987. The club describes the membership as the following: “We have male and female members, members with Harley choppers, we have criminals and lawyers, we have members with dirt bikes, we have racers, we have members who commute to work on motorcycles, who like to take month-long trips on motorcycles, who like to work on motorcycles, who only have antique bikes, who only ride on weekends, etc. We all have motorcycle licenses and we get along about as well as most families.” The San Francisco Motorcycle club can be found in  San Francisco, CA or at www.sf-mc.org.

The Oakland MC was established in August of 1907 putting it in tie for third place. The Bay Area’s Oakland MC can be found in Oakland, CA or at www.oaklandmc.org.

The other contender for third place is the Pasadena Motorcycle Club also established in 1907 & has been part of the Pasadena Rose Parade since 1911. They can be found in Pasadena, CA or at www.pasadenamc.com.

Governing Organizations.

International Motorcycling Federation (Fédération Internationale des Clubs Motocyclistes) was created in 1904 in Paris, France. This is the top governing body for motorcycle competition in the world. All local governing bodies such as AMA, CMA, the ACU of Great Britain, and all other countries belong to this organization.

The Federation of American Motorcyclists (FAM) is said to be founded in 1903 by the New York Motorcycle Club, which I can find no info about. Reportedly they saw a need for a national motorcyclist organization which seemed to gain momentum due to New York enacting a law requiring motorcycles to be registered as motor vehicles. 

On September 7, 1903, the FAM was officially formed in Brooklyn, NY at a meeting notably attended by George M. Hendee of the Indian Motorcycle Co., and appointing R.G Betts of New York as president.

Article I, section 2 of the constitution of the newly created FAM stated: "Its objects shall be to encourage the use of motorcycles and to promote the general interests of motorcycling; to ascertain, defend and protect the rights of motorcyclists; to facilitate touring; to assist in the good roads movement; and to advise and assist in the regulation of motorcycle racing and other competition in which motorcycles engage." The constitution also recorded annual membership dues of $2, and named several committees, including: Membership; Legal Action; Competition; Roads, Touring and Hotels; and Transportation and Facilities.

They lasted for 16 yrs when WWI drained the potential membership pool & they went out of business in 1919.

The Motorcycle and Allied Trades Association (M&ATA)

In 1908, the Motorcycle Manufactures Association was formed to regulate the motorcycle manufacturers, accessory makers and distributers. 

On November 15, 1916, the Motorcycle and Allied Trades Association was founded.
With the death of FAM, the M&ATA started registering clubs and supporting motorcycling activities. The associations Competition Committee was created in 1919 to handle rider registration, regulation, and the encouragement of events, which led to the support of the annual Gypsy Tours.

The M&ATAs Competition Committee was renamed The American Motorcycle Association (AMA) in 1924.


The M&ATA united with the scooter trade to become MS&ATA, then in 1969 it merged with the West Coast Motorcycle Safety Council to form the Motorcycle Industry Council (MIC).

The American Motorcycle Association (AMA)

Established on May 15, 1924, the AMA is still the main governing body for motorsports in the USA.

"The slogan of the AMA will be: An Organized Minority Can Always Defeat an Unorganized Majority." (Western Motorcyclist and Bicyclist, May 20, 1924)

"Plans are under way to start membership contests and build up the AMA to a live and active fighting organization. . .when this comes to pass, the law-makers will think long and seriously before they attempt to put over anything on the motorcycle riders.'' (Western Motorcyclist & Bicyclist, May 20, 1924)

A major reason behind the formation of the AMA was the concerns over restrictive government action against the motorcycling community which was creating laws & ordinances which threatened the freedom of the motorcyclists. In the 1960s a rash of legislation brought about the formation of the AMAs Legislative Department whose mission was…  ". . .coordinate national legal activity against unconstitutional and discriminatory laws against motorcyclists, to serve as a sentinel on federal and state legislation affecting motorcyclists, and to be instrumental as a lobbying force for motorcyclists and motorcycling interests.''

The Canadian Motorcycle Association (CMA)

Established in 1946 and fully incorporated in 1957, the CMA is the Canadian governing body for motorsports is Canada. They have been affiliated with FIM since 1950 and oversee their interests in motorcycling/snowmobiling throughout Canada.
The main headquarters is in Hamilton, Ontario, and can be found at http://www.canmocycle.ca/index.cfm


To be continued…..
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Too Little, Too Late

A guy is at the Pearly Gates, hoping to be admitted, and St. Peter says to the guy, "I can't see that you did anything really good in your life, but you never did anything bad either. I tell you what, if you can tell me one really good deed that you did, you're in."
So the guy says, "Once I was driving down the road and saw a gang of bikers assaulting this poor girl. So I pulled over, got out my car, grabbed a tire iron and walked straight up to the gang's leader--a huge ugly guy with a studded leather jacket, bald head but with hair all over his body, and a chain running from his nose to his ear.
Undaunted, I ripped the chain out of his nose and ear and smashed him over the head with the tire iron. Then I turned around and, wielding my tire iron, yelled to the rest of them, 'You leave this poor, innocent lady alone! You're all a bunch of sick, deranged animals! Go home before I teach you all a lesson in pain!'"
Impressed, St. Peter says, "Really? I can't seem to find this in your file. When did this happen?"
"Oh, about two minutes ago."


‘Hang in there’ …..  J D Redneck