And other times I think about things like what message someone sends by the vehicle they drive/ride. Which leads me to thinking about what a particular vehicle or brand might mean.
Which brings me to the reason for this post.
I propose that Harley-Davidson motorcycles are the epitome of America.
Harley-Davidson - Fat, slow, loud, obnoxious, shiny, mostly sexist and over-priced.
Just the way America likes it. The super-sizier, the better, the louder and more annoying, the better, the shinier, the better, the more over-priced, the better, the more boy-clubbier, the better. The more look-at-me-ier, the better.
Not me. I enjoy riding my motorcycle but I also enjoy being able to not only see my toes but even reach down and touch them too. I also enjoy being able to zip through and around traffic. I also enjoy getting 40+ miles per gallon while ripping it up. I also enjoy paying less than $8k for a brand new motorcycle that will run circles around nearly any Harley on the road.
Hmm, maybe I'm not really an American? I should demand to see a copy of my birth certificate or something.
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