Why Biker Gangs Are Fascinating

The Hell’s Angels

Repeatedly…Assaulted                    Hell’s Angels Rape Teenagers
Aged 14 and 15 …                             4,000 Cyclists Invade Monterey
Stinking, Hairy Thugs

The Red and White

The Red and White

These are just a few of the headlines in 1964 when summarizing acts committed by the most notorious biker gang, the Hell’s Angels.  Hunter S. Thompson’s book titled “Hell’s Angels: A Strange and Terrible Saga” recounts his experience traveling with the gang back in the early 60’s and gives a firsthand account of the Angels.  Here are few passages taken from the book to give an idea of who the Hell’s Angels are.

  • a_rare_glimpse_into_hells_angels_motor_gangs_life_640_24The powerful stench they are said to exude is not so much body odor as the smell of old grease in their crusty uniforms.  Every Angel recruit comes to his initiation wearing a new pair of Levis and a matching jacket with the sleeves cut off and a spotless emblem on the back.  The ceremony varies from one chapter to another but the main feature is always the defiling of the initiate’s new uniform.  A bucket of dung and urine will  be collected during the meeting, them poured on the newcomer’s head in a solemn baptismal.
  • The Hell’s Angels will continue to be arrested for rape with monotonous regularity.  It has come to be known as one of their specialties.
  • Not published in LIFE. Hells Angels, California, 1965.

    Not published in LIFE. Hells Angels, California, 1965.

    “I have seen them try to amuse an outsider by telling stories which they consider funny – but which generate fear and queasiness in a listener whose sense of humor has a different kind of filter.  Some of the outlaws understand this communications gap, but most are puzzled and insulted to hear that “normal people” consider them horrible.”

  • When an Angel punches a non-angel, all other angels will participate
  • Very simple rule of thumb, “a fellow Angel is always right”.  To disagree with a Hell’s Angel is to be wrong – and to persist in being wrong is an open challenge.
Hunter S Thompson on a bike

Hunter S Thompson on a bike

Hunter’s findings also highlight runs he does with the Angels where a few hundred members gather at a specified location and simply party.  Every law enforcement personnel is notified of the angels traveling and does their best to confine them within the agreed upon area.  Their parties typically include alcohol, weed, LSD, and more pills than a pharmacy.  The parties last days and the city is always holding their breath until it’s over.  Let’s not forget this is the 1960’s and news travels a bit slower which is how stories get exaggerated.


The Mongols

The Black and White

The Black and White

“In order to become a prospect, I had to complete an official Mongols application.  I was a little stunned when Rocky handed it to me one day at his house;  it was 3 pages long, and more intense – and personal- than applications I’d filled out to become a law enforcement officer.  The mongols wanted to know everything from your Social Security number to how long your dick was.” – Bill Queen from Under and Alone

This passage is from an undercover officer named Bill Queen who spent 2 years of his life with the Mongols and eventually went from a prospect to a full patch or official member of the group.  His operation led to 42 arrests in 2000.  It was the most successful investigation into an Outlaw Motorcycle Gang at the time.

  • Billy Queen - Undercover Agent in the Mongols

    Billy Queen – Undercover Agent in the Mongols

    A biker wears his colors like a neon sign, announcing to the world precisely who he is.  And make no mistake: Outlaw bikers want you to know who they are.

  • Among outsiders, the Hells Angels may have the most famous name, but within the world of the 1 percenters, there’s not a gang more feared than the Mongols.  Their motto is “Respect few, fear none.”
  • For gangs like the Mongols, membership means a 24 hour a day commitment to The Life.  They despise legitimacy and have no desire to look like anything other than who they are.
  • “I began to realize that Easy was so brave in the face of danger because he wanted to die.  Like a terrorist who straps explosives to his own body, Easy had that conflation of suicidal and homicidal impulses.  He was going to kill his sisters’ two children slowly in front of her.  Beside me, Easy pulled his knife out and gripped it tightly in one hand, saying that was going to hold the kids by their hair and cut their throats while his sister watched them struggle for their lives.”


Twin Peaks Shootout

Waco police officers walk along the perimeter of Twin Peaks restaurant during an investigation Wednesday, May 20, 2015 in Waco, Texas.  A deadly weekend shootout involving rival motorcycle gangs apparently began with a parking dispute and someone running over a gang member's foot, police said Tuesday.  (Rod Aydelotte/Waco Tribune Herald, via AP)

Waco police officers walk along the perimeter of Twin Peaks restaurant during an investigation Wednesday, May 20, 2015 in Waco, Texas. A deadly weekend shootout involving rival motorcycle gangs apparently began with a parking dispute and someone running over a gang member’s foot, police said Tuesday. (Rod Aydelotte/Waco Tribune Herald, via AP)

On May, 17th 2015, a shoot-out in Waco, Texas left 9 bikers dead and 171 arrested.  The biker gangs involved were from the Bandidos and the Cossacks.  The incident developed because the Cossacks members were refusing to pay Bandidos dues for operating in Texas and for claiming Texas as their territory by wearing the Texas bottom rocker on their vests, or ‘colors’.

  • A Confederation of Clubs meeting was occuring – All authorized and recognized clubs come together to talk about the social and political events that effect the biker community as a whole. These events are held regionally all over the state of Texas.  The Bandido’s were hosting the meeting and The Cossacks were invited in order to make peace.
  • Crime scene at Twin Peaks

    Crime scene at Twin Peaks

    Eyewitness Report –  the Cossacks arrived first and were on the restaurant patio when approximately 100 Bandidos arrived. One of their motorcycles struck a Cossacks member in the parking lot, knocking him down. A brief fistfight between a Cossack and a Bandido ended when the Bandido fatally shot the man in the head. Within seconds, two other Cossacks were shot and killed. The Cossacks ran away, and some who tripped and fell were also shot.

  • Twin Peaks blew it –  the “breastaurant” featuring scantily clad female waitresses, was aware of the biker meetup and refused to cooperate with police, authorities said. Peakstastic Beverages, LLC is the owner of the franchise. That company released a statement denying it was advised by police or Twin Peaks against holding the event, and contending that the violence (without specifying fighting or shooting) began in the parking lot, rather than in the building. 
  • People being unarrested

    People being unarrested

    The police were also aware of the meeting – they were outside when it began due to the history of the clubs and potential danger a meeting like this may have.  It’s still unknown how many victims were shot by police but early reports suggest 4.  This blogger isn’t so sure all the story is being told factually.  Awesome dissection here.

This is truly a bizarre scene that still has many details open to the public.  Why wasn’t the restaurant cooperating with police?  Was the entire sit down a set up by the Bandidos to attack the Cossacks and were the owners of Twin Peaks aware of such details?   Do police just start shooting the minute the gangs are fleeing for safety?

Waco Mugshots

Waco Mugshots


By |2015-06-01T20:26:16-04:00June 1st, 2015|My Brain|4 Comments

Hunter S. Thompson On Life

HunterSThompson (1)I read a biography on Hunter S. Thompson a few years ago and he was a terrific thinker.  He wrote Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas which I also read and enjoyed.  He was good friends with Johnny Depp who played the main character in the film adaptation of Fear and Loathing.  He was also a contributor to the Rolling Stone magazine for many years.  He had wild political ideas and did a ton of drugs.  He was a unique person who committed suicide at the age of  67.  Below is a great excerpt by a 22! year old Thompson on life.  I also got a huge kick out of the high closing signature.


Hunter S. Thompson Letter

In April of 1958, Hunter S. Thompson was 22 years old when he wrote this letter to his friend Hume Logan in response to a request for life advice.

Thompson’s letter, found in “Letters of Note,” offers some of the most thoughtful and profound advice I’ve ever come across. [bolding is our own]

April 22, 1958
57 Perry Street
New York City

Dear Hume,

You ask advice: ah, what a very human and very dangerous thing to do! For to give advice to a man who asks what to do with his life implies something very close to egomania. To presume to point a man to the right and ultimate goal — to point with a trembling finger in the RIGHT direction is something only a fool would take upon himself.

I am not a fool, but I respect your sincerity in asking my advice. I ask you though, in listening to what I say, to remember that all advice can only be a product of the man who gives it. What is truth to one may be disaster to another. I do not see life through your eyes, nor you through mine. If I were to attempt to give you specific advice, it would be too much like the blind leading the blind.

“To be, or not to be: that is the question: Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, or to take arms against a sea of troubles … ” (Shakespeare)

And indeed, that IS the question: whether to float with the tide, or to swim for a goal. It is a choice we must all make consciously or unconsciously at one time in our lives. So few people understand this! Think of any decision you’ve ever made which had a bearing on your future: I may be wrong, but I don’t see how it could have been anything but a choice however indirect — between the two things I’ve mentioned: the floating or the swimming.

But why not float if you have no goal? That is another question. It is unquestionably better to enjoy the floating than to swim in uncertainty. So how does a man find a goal? Not a castle in the stars, but a real and tangible thing. How can a man be sure he’s not after the “big rock candy mountain,” the enticing sugar-candy goal that has little taste and no substance?

The answer — and, in a sense, the tragedy of life — is that we seek to understand the goal and not the man. We set up a goal which demands of us certain things: and we do these things. We adjust to the demands of a concept which CANNOT be valid. When you were young, let us say that you wanted to be a fireman. I feel reasonably safe in saying that you no longer want to be a fireman. Why? Because your perspective has changed. It’s not the fireman who has changed, but you. Every man is the sum total of his reactions to experience. As your experiences differ and multiply, you become a different man, and hence your perspective changes. This goes on and on. Every reaction is a learning process; every significant experience alters your perspective.

So it would seem foolish, would it not, to adjust our lives to the demands of a goal we see from a different angle every day? How could we ever hope to accomplish anything other than galloping neurosis?

huntersthompsonThe answer, then, must not deal with goals at all, or not with tangible goals, anyway. It would take reams of paper to develop this subject to fulfillment. God only knows how many books have been written on “the meaning of man” and that sort of thing, and god only knows how many people have pondered the subject. (I use the term “god only knows” purely as an expression.) There’s very little sense in my trying to give it up to you in the proverbial nutshell, because I’m the first to admit my absolute lack of qualifications for reducing the meaning of life to one or two paragraphs.

I’m going to steer clear of the word “existentialism,” but you might keep it in mind as a key of sorts. You might also try something called “Being and Nothingness” by Jean-Paul Sartre, and another little thing called “Existentialism: From Dostoyevsky to Sartre.” These are merely suggestions. If you’re genuinely satisfied with what you are and what you’re doing, then give those books a wide berth. (Let sleeping dogs lie.) But back to the answer. As I said, to put our faith in tangible goals would seem to be, at best, unwise. So we do not strive to be firemen, we do not strive to be bankers, nor policemen, nor doctors. WE STRIVE TO BE OURSELVES.

But don’t misunderstand me. I don’t mean that we can’t BE firemen, bankers, or doctors — but that we must make the goal conform to the individual, rather than make the individual conform to the goal. In every man, heredity and environment have combined to produce a creature of certain abilities and desires — including a deeply ingrained need to function in such a way that his life will be MEANINGFUL. A man has to BE something; he has to matter.

As I see it then, the formula runs something like this: a man must choose a path which will let his ABILITIES function at maximum efficiency toward the gratification of his DESIRES. In doing this, he is fulfilling a need (giving himself identity by functioning in a set pattern toward a set goal), he avoids frustrating his potential (choosing a path which puts no limit on his self-development), and he avoids the terror of seeing his goal wilt or lose its charm as he draws closer to it (rather than bending himself to meet the demands of that which he seeks, he has bent his goal to conform to his own abilities and desires).

In short, he has not dedicated his life to reaching a pre-defined goal, but he has rather chosen a way of life he KNOWS he will enjoy. The goal is absolutely secondary: it is the functioning toward the goal which is important. And it seems almost ridiculous to say that a man MUST function in a pattern of his own choosing; for to let another man define your own goals is to give up one of the most meaningful aspects of life — the definitive act of will which makes a man an individual.

Let’s assume that you think you have a choice of eight paths to follow (all pre-defined paths, of course). And let’s assume that you can’t see any real purpose in any of the eight. THEN — and here is the essence of all I’ve said— you MUST FIND A NINTH PATH.

Naturally, it isn’t as easy as it sounds. You’ve lived a relatively narrow life, a vertical rather than a horizontal existence. So it isn’t any too difficult to understand why you seem to feel the way you do. But a man who procrastinates in his CHOOSING will inevitably have his choice made for him by circumstance.

So if you now number yourself among the disenchanted, then you have no choice but to accept things as they are, or to seriously seek something else. But beware of looking for goals: look for a way of life. Decide how you want to live and then see what you can do to make a living WITHIN that way of life. But you say, “I don’t know where to look; I don’t know what to look for.”

And there’s the crux. Is it worth giving up what I have to look for something better? I don’t know — is it? Who can make that decision but you? But even by DECIDING TO LOOK, you go a long way toward making the choice.

If I don’t call this to a halt, I’m going to find myself writing a book. I hope it’s not as confusing as it looks at first glance. Keep in mind, of course, that this is MY WAY of looking at things. I happen to think that it’s pretty generally applicable, but you may not. Each of us has to create our own credo — this merely happens to be mine.

If any part of it doesn’t seem to make sense, by all means call it to my attention. I’m not trying to send you out “on the road” in search of Valhalla, but merely pointing out that it is not necessary to accept the choices handed down to you by life as you know it. There is more to it than that — no one HAS to do something he doesn’t want to do for the rest of his life. But then again, if that’s what you wind up doing, by all means convince yourself that you HAD to do it. You’ll have lots of company.

And that’s it for now. Until I hear from you again, I remain,

your friend,



By |2014-06-03T17:16:20-04:00June 3rd, 2014|Celeb|0 Comments


I’m almost back to 100%. My feet are back to normal after only a couple of days post race. My results are also posted at www.broadstreetrun.com so I’m not a ghost runner anymore. I also got this ridiculous blister from softball on my hand. We went to the batting cages earlier and I probably swung 75 times and that just completely chewed through my skin and it’s been annoying these last few days but it’s finally starting to heal. With just a touch of alcohol in my system from the weekend, I’m feeling pretty good today.

Two days ago I went 6-1 in heads up matches ranging from 20-50 buck matches but yesterday I gave back most of those winnings playing a handful of tourneys. I’ll give some very good advice to anyone who plays online often. Stay away from games in the 5:30 to 7 pm time frame. I think the players are much more adept at this time for some reason that probably stems from finishing up work at this time. I’ve been 5-1 in my sports betting lately. I was down to 13 dollars in my bodog account but worked that up to an even 100 to continue with the same money I deposited at the beginning of the March Madness Tourny. It’s not a lot of cash but the entertainment I’ve gotten out of it has plenty of value.

If you have no money or don’t follow the stock market, I wouldn’t mind trading places with you right now. Shit has really hit the fan and the market seems to be giving back some gains. Just to outline a couple of WTF’s that are making me wonder how I can keep my money in the stock market. Toyota and the pedal incident. Goldman and their deception. Greece and it’s debt along with Portugal, Spain, and Italy. There’s no way in hell that we are going to see smooth sailing ahead. The Euro is going to collapse in the future. I bought today an ETF that goes up as the dollar strengthens against the Euro. I would expect to see the 1.20 dollars have the buying power of 1 Euro in the near future and who knows after that. My first encounter with options has been a disaster. I bought some C calls with a 5 strike price that are now worth 3 cents (I bought them for 26 cents). It only cost me 2 hundred bucks but still it’s like burning money. My SIRI options are still fine as I’m up about a c note on them but I have them out to June so I still have time. I’m considering selling everything, getting all my money in one lump some and trading more selectively rather than diversifying a portfolio with stocks and using a buy and hold philosophy. I think it’s a very interesting time financially and to be under the impression that everything is fine and I’m going to let my money ride is a bit worrisome. We’ve seen gains too big and too fast to not be a little suspect.

I went to the track yesterday and ran a 60 quarter, then a 2 minute lap, a 2:40 800, 2 minute lap, a 5:52 mile, 2 minute lap, then a 75 quarter, 2 minute lap, 2:42 half, 2 minute lap, and then finally a 5:52 mile. I was pretty happy with that and my 2 minute laps were between 2 and 2:30. I’ll continue to train hard for the rest of the summer and try to put on a better time in the 10 miler and the distance run.

I’m going to watch Gina Lynn and Bombshell this Friday. Bombshell was on Howard today and apparently the fight is staged but I expect some titties to be popping out and I guess I could care less if it’s real or not. She was an interesting character and I really didn’t dislike her as much as I would think. She was down to Earth and seemed to tell the truth. Nevetheless, it should be interesting and something different.

I’ve sold 3 books on half.com for about 50 bucks which I’m a bit surprised at. I’m also almost finished the Hunter S. Thompson biography which makes me feel good about myself that someone is way way way nuttier than I am. I like biography’s like this and will continue to read about psychos in the future.

I’m not proofreading this either so forgive me for anything that doesn’t make sense.

By |2010-05-05T09:34:31-04:00May 5th, 2010|Sports|0 Comments

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