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Thursday, January 31, 2008

MCs of Asia

The letters MC sewn on a biker's leather or denim jacket, more often than not, conjure up images of 1%ers living on the edge, above the law, hell bent on mayhem and mischief. This may be true, at least for 1% of the motorcycle riding population, but for most of us, though our love for riding, the road, and the wind is no less than that of our 1% counterparts, our daily lives are not much different to that of the gen pop. Whether we are weekend warriors, rubs (rich urban bikers), or daily commute riders, whether we have long hair, thick beards, leather, and tattoos, or drink, smoke, and party hardy, can’t change the fact that our commitments, accountabilities, liabilities, and ambitions have us so intertwined within conformed society that, like it or not, we are definitely part of the masses as a whole.

However, if you love riding your iron horse, there’s a spark of rebel somewhere inside you. Hell, for many of us, it’s more than a spark, it’s more like a “controlled” fire raging inside. We have a general distaste for conformity, confinement, and restraint. Our hearts yearn to be free, if only for a while, from the routine of daily life. Unfortunately and ironically, it’s our own insatiable want for more, more, more…more toys, more material possessions, more money and power, that tightens the grip on the very constraints we grow weary of...kinda like struggling when you're wearing 'crazy 8s'.

Just a little reminder boys and girls, sis and bros, “the winner of the rat race is still a rat”

Nomads, Gypsies, Outlaws, Bandits, Mongols, Pirates, etc. are all terms that describe groups throughout the history of man who’ve lived outside of society’s realm, defying society’s rules and standards, rebels against conformity….men who raged against the machine. It’s no wonder many of these terms are now used to represent many MCs throughout the world today.

While on a rant about MCs and all, check out some of the motorcycle clubs from the far East. I checked out some of their sites and as with other MCs around the world, they are all different from one another. We’re not just talking geography here, you can just check out their sites and see that they vary, just as any other ethnic groups of MCs, in their structure, purpose, and culture. Some seem definitely more on the fringe and others seem more social and family oriented.







Tuesday, January 29, 2008

Wherever I May Roam

And the road becomes my bride
I have stripped of all but pride
So in her I do confide
And she keeps me satisfied
Gives me all I need

And with dust in throat I crave
Only knowledge will I save
To the game you stay a slave
Roamer, wanderer, Nomad, vagabond
Call me what you will

But I'll take my time anywhere
Free to speak my mind anywhere
And I'll redefine anywhere
Anywhere I roam
Where I lay my head is home

And the earth becomes my throne
I adapt to the unknown
Under wandering stars I've grown
By myself but not alone
I ask no one

And my ties are severed clean
Less I have the more I gain
Off the beaten path I reign
Roamer, wanderer, Nomad, vagabond
Call me what you will

But I'll take my time anywhere
I'm free to speak my mind anywhere
and I'll never mind anywhere
Anywhere I roam
Where I lay my head is home
Carved upon my stone
My body lies, but still I roam,Yeah yeah!


Friday, January 25, 2008

Asian Biker

Yeah, everywhere in Asia, people, men and women alike ride two wheel motor vehicles daily; motorcycles, mopeds, scooters, etc. For most of them, it's a way of life, a means to get to and from work, school, everywhere. It's simply their main and often only means of transportation.

However, here in the good ol' U.S. of A., where motorcycling in general is limited to sporting and recreational use, Asians on wheels are a rarity. This is less true with sportbike riders. But as far as cruisers...an Asian on a Harley Davidson for example, is definitely "not" a common site.

I was born in Southeast Asia but I've been here since I was a child, over three decades ago. I along with my older brother both ride Harleys. I have ridden with many riders but know of only about a dozen who are Asians.

I'm a friend to all riders who are friendly to me. Same goes with respect as it's always mutual. I just thought to create this blog to share my experiences and perspective. Who knows, it may help someone understand that beneath the skin, all riders have at least one thing in common, we all love the freedom of the road. At the same time, maybe somewhere out there, others like myself, will find it reassuring that though they may feel lonely, they are not alone.


Thunder from the East