Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Angels of the Highway

Ever since May of 2012, I found myself drawn to a certain "sub-culture" usually referred to as "outlaw-bikers". Because some TV and newspaper reports on the German Hells Angels just didn't add up for me. After going all the way back to look at the history of not only the Hells Angels, but also of other motorcycle clubs, and watching plenty of movies and documentaries of and about (and some even with) them, I figured the Angels and others aren't always as bad as the media makes them out to be.

They are the opposite really.

Good, friendly, down-to-earth people who live their lives the way they choose to, who love freedom, and who get things done.

And still do.

I'm very thankful to Sonny & Zorana Barger, to the people of the Cave Creek Chapter and to the people of Sharpfinger Films - all books and t-shirts I ordered arrived here fast and in perfect condition.

September When It Comes

It's that dreaded month called September again. Most people associate "September 11th, 2001" with it, the day that changed the skyline of Manhattan forever. (Not going into who or what made the towers go down, fact is that they were indeed built to withstand a Boeing 707, which is of similar size and weight as a new 767).

While September 11th is a dreaful day to rember, I think personally, September 12th is even more devastating (eventhough it got a lot less media coverage).

September 12th, 2003, the day the *real* music died. No American Pie sort of bullshit, but a real American legend: Johnny Cash.

There are no words to describe the loss of him.

I miss you Johnny.

R.I.P.