Entry for June 1, 2007
Gangs of smelly bikers have returned to our highways with the warm weather. Their expensive chrome laden rides glisten as they race down the roads with little regard to laws or common sense. They often ride in packs, denying any right-of-way to cars and pedestrians. In groups, they fuel each other’s need to intimidate. They all feel the need to dress the part, to wear the uniform of true bikers. Police are powerless and let them do as they please. Politicians dare not try to regulate them. Sweaty outlaw bikers will be with us until the snow drives them away.
We can only hope that someday they all move on to motorized cycles, where their recklessness will result in thinning of their ranks via natural selection. Yuppie bikers wear helmets as part of the uniform code. Yuppie motorcyclists do not.
Thanks for listening.
James A. Zachary Jr.
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