About a month ago, while returning from a USAR mission chasing Hurricane Earl, my convoy stopped in a town that just so happened to have the shiny and ridiculous anti-biker headquarters of OCC in it. Under protest, I walked in and promptly walked out, choosing to use this time to update family and friends of our homeward-bound progress.
While catching up on the blogs this morning, I ran across this at Greasy Culture
There is too much of this poser bullshit going down in the bike world. One of the things I love about having old bikes and cars in my life is the fully original people that also surround themselves in this and create such beautiful things. The antithesis of this is the OCC anticulture trainwreck. Someone that has blood on their hands for selling bikes and a pseudo lifestyle out to the mass media took it even further into the culture ditch to rob an image of a true art house bike builder for their shitty t-shirt.
Do your own thing. Or sit in front of the TV and get fatter and stupider, and continue to steal faux identities and be a poseur.
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