Darkness!
Where's the kick starter?
I love motorcycling. I love the freedom of it. The immediate, in-the-moment sights, smells and sounds. The visceral feel of the motor revving up and the sensation of speed and power that comes from feeling the the wind rushing past my face.
I'd normally say I love the camaraderie of it. But sometimes certain riders (including myself) get way too goddamn sanctimonious about being a rider. Just for reference:
sanc·ti·mo·ni·ous
adjective (derogatory)
making a show of being morally superior to other people.
This article made me think about the realities and consequences of getting too holier-than-thou and trying to pretend to be a moral law enforcement officer...
http://lanesplitter.jalopnik.com/motorcyclists-please-stop-being-sanctimonious-assholes-1709390920
I'd normally say I love the camaraderie of it. But sometimes certain riders (including myself) get way too goddamn sanctimonious about being a rider. Just for reference:
sanc·ti·mo·ni·ous
adjective (derogatory)
making a show of being morally superior to other people.
This article made me think about the realities and consequences of getting too holier-than-thou and trying to pretend to be a moral law enforcement officer...
http://lanesplitter.jalopnik.com/motorcyclists-please-stop-being-sanctimonious-assholes-1709390920