It’s not the pipes the SOBs object to. It’s the men on the bikes. Too manly. Too rough. Not fagotty enough, sissy enough, liberal enough, or scared of their own shadows. Libs aren’t going to be happy until half the women are butch and all the men are faggots. It’s easy to see which way we’re going. Look for them eventually to outlaw urinals, and peeing while standing.
I live in Charleston, SC and it’s an absolutely beautiful city. Great restaurants, bars, shops, etc and I enjoy all the city has to offer.
That being said, when I’m on my Harley and I ride through the city, I can see a difference in the looks I get as opposed to when I’m just walking around. It’s as if being a on bike (and my Harley is kinda loud), wearing old blue jeans, boots, and a garage workshirt, makes me some kind of freak.
To make it worse is seeing today’s liberal version of men; prancing around in those skin-tight jeans, their little scarves and Justin Beiber haircuts, it just makes me laugh and shake my head.
If you ever had a neighbor that did this to his bike and came home late at night often you would be for it too.
I think that has a lot to do with it, and it’s been going on for a long time.
Back in Spring of 1971 I was pulled for “loud pipes” when I rode into Virginia Beach on my 1957 XL. The cop had to pause in his lecture when a kid on a Kawasaki road by with straight pipes. When I asked him about it he told me he was only concerned about Harleys. I was given a warning ticket and told I had 24 hours to get stock pipes. I immediately rode to the Harley shop and bought stock shotgun pipes. They were louder than the after market pipes I had before.
I found out later it was an effort to “clean up” the city before the arrival of summer tourists.
There was another attempt in early summer. We’d park 2 or 3 bikes in a parking space and drop a dime in the meter. Police told us it was illegal - one space, one vehicle. The word was spread. Saturday morning about a hundred bikes showed up early and parked - one space, one bike. Tourists were driving around looking for a parking space. By noon we were told to park as many as possible in a space.
Intentionally making excessive noise and destroying the quality of life of one’s neighbors is the opposite of manly. It is the behavior of immature, spoiled, sissy, punks whose fathers never taught them how to be men.
Loud bikers are no different than the thugs who blast hip-hop on their car stereos. Trashy and rude is not manly. Real men stand up to these thugs.
“It’s not the pipes the SOBs object to. It’s the men on the bikes. “
No. It’s the noise.
Well what about us men who are not Harly rider’s? I am a Viet Nam era vet Air Cav, and every street bike I ever owned could pass an entire harly gang like they were standing still when they were going flat out. Didn’t need to make all that much noise to do it either.