Rebel Hearts in Recliners
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Today I saw a huge motorcycle in the grocery store parking lot. Gleaming, red, chrome covered, imposing. C'mon, I saw Top Gun. I grew up in the 1980s. Of course I want a bike. Gimme a break! So it was with a general love of the species that I approached said motorcycle. To me, motorcycles embody a sense of rebellion, freedom, independence, hardiness, tomboyishness. If you're on a motorcycle, it seems to me it says you're your own person and you laugh in the face of the creature comforts that four wheeled conveyances offer.
And then I saw that the motorcycle had a cup holder.
Somewhere, a childhood fantasy went phhbbbbt, shot down by a tiny arrow marked with some corporate logo.
Somehow, when I'm fantasizing about the freedom of the open road and the rugged bike rider, I don't picture him reaching down to his trusty cupholder and grasping his Starbucks coffee. Or 7-11 Big Gulp, take your pick. Are you kidding me? Try a flask, you pansy!
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posted by Maggie Stiefvater at 9:54 PM
5 Comments:
Now I know that you know in your heart or hearts that most of those SLIM rugged butch motorbike riders on their Harleys all grew up to become butch rugged mortorbike riders on their Harleys - with rather larger middles, rather less hair (that's except for the pony tail) and a penchant for taking it easy with a nice mug of coffee and visiting diners for a very big breakfast. I kid you not - I see more motorbikes ridden by people in their 40s. 50s and 60s than any young dude who'd sniff at a cupholder.
(That is all except a very slim Harley rider of my acquaintance whose wife will beat me up if I suggest he's expanded round the middle - which, of course he hasn't!)
I’m laughing because it’s true! Keep in mind that several years ago Harley Davidson, in a smart economic move, began to heavily target RUBs (Real Urban Bikers) and Yuppies. So now they can sell $30K+ bikes to a new breed whose incomes have expanded in proportion to their waistlines.
Last year I married a rider who has managed to get through 40 years of hard riding without a cup holder or,heaven forbid, an "OCC t-shirt. For the record, there are two flasks on his bike, one in his saddlebag and one in mine.
Cheers - Cara
See! I knew there were still real rebels out there . . . time to get me that bike!
Ha ha ha, I have just found your blog, you make me laugh and I like your work, wow, double bonus!
I shall likn you now, which in my book is praise indeed!
LOL I can just picture it. And Katherine's comment is soooo true. The baby boomers have gone bonkers for Harley's and HORSES!! The fastest growing division in the "first time horse owners" population are baby boomers too.
Love your blog and your art.
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