Good lord, let it go. Its clear to me that there’s a lot of wimps here among the FR members, but thats ok. I ride a bike - big deal.
I happen to love riding my Harley - especially in close proximity to wimpy lib-tards. The fact that you may think my pipes are “loud” doesn’t bother me one damn bit. As a matter of fact, I enjoy anoying busy-bodies and their girly-man friends as often as I can.
As a general rule, the louder the bike the smaller the d***.
This rule can be extended to include pickups with large wheels.
“I ride a bike - big deal.”
But it is a big deal to you and most other bike riders.
You failed to make a mark in the world, so you ride your bikes (which are hilariously overpriced)for the perception that you really are like the sociopathic “biker gangs” who get “respect” through their illegal activities and gang-violence. It’s compensating behavior.
The wimps are really on the bikes - the loudness of the bike represents the loudness of the tantrum they are throwing at the world for not thinking they are as wonderful as their mothers think they are.
Personally, I do agree that these laws are unnecessary (as most new laws are) - the best thing to do with a tantrum - whether a child or a man-child biker is to ignore it.
There. Did I get the psychology at least approximately correct?
The problem with annoying those folks, is you annoy the very folks who certainly would love to leave you alone with respect to your bike along with them.
Your view isn't a conservative view, it's a libertine view (I'm doing what I want, screw everyone else). The problem with that view is, since you won't take responsibility for yourself (a conservative viewpoint), others are now attempting to do so for you (a liberal viewpoint). Loud pipes may save lives (show me a real, unbiased study that has been published), but vigilance on the road will serve you better. There is a place for open exhausts, at the track, or in the desert.
On my street alone, there are three Harley riders. Two of the three have stock pipes, ride into the neighborhood at normal speeds and have done so for years. The third is an open-piper who cranks the throttle without regard for anyone around him, nor with a care about what time of day, or night, it is. He also whips down the road in a residential area full of kids at twice the speed limit.
But when I go to talk to him about the speeding alone, I'm the one being an "asshole."
Get real. It doesn’t take a man to remove a baffle. It only takes a wrench.