Biker Wars And Chuck E. Cheese

Okay, here’s a little story to serve as kind of a preface….and preface is tossed about here loosely.

About four years ago, I was riding home from work when I came up to what is one of the busiest intersections in this area at rush hour. I-75 and st. rte. 73 gets a lot of pressure because Springboro is one of the fastest growing cities in Ohio; at lot of affluent wannabes have moved there. Anyhoo, as I came upon the intersection on that hot August day at 5:05, there was a biker off to the side of the road, the only breeze he was getting was from the passing motorists as I discovered when I shut Apache down to give a hand. The biker was in his ‘colors’, announcing to the world that he was a member of on offshoot 1% MC of a very infamous club. When I asked if I could help, he explained that he drooped a bolt from his engine mount and was kinda at a loss for what to do. I quickly took a look and told him to sit tight, I’d be right back.

Off to the parts store I went. When I came back with the $1.50 stove bolt, I helped him install it and stayed to make sure his sled fired up okay. He reached for his wallet and I sternly told him to put it away, I was repaid in the fact that I got to see him get away from the ugly scene. We shook hands and apparently he got my name so he wouldn’t forget.

Since that day, I have seen the biker several times in a dive or two, and always get a beer tossed my way. In fact, one afternoon I saw him and members from the parent club in a particular watering hole. I sat with those guys and was swapping stories and beer rounds when one of the members of the parent club tried to recruit me. I looked him in the eye and declined. When he asked why I turned him down, I replied with, “You guys go too many rules.” That brought a second’s worth of uneasy tension, then minutes filled with gut busting laughter.

Years later I still get free beer.

Now, the real reason I’m posting this……..

I ran across this article coupla days back, and I know this is old news; I remember reading about this when it was going on last summer/fall. But, this article in particular struck me in kind of a surreal way. The background is this: In an effort by the feds to put a stop to the gang war between the Hell’s Angels and the Mongols, the federal government has acquired the rights to the Mongols emblem, well…at least part of it as it turns out. Seems that someone failed to include the Genghis Biker image as part of the government’s request for the acquisition. Basically, what we have here is a party in the fight going after that age old tradition of capturing your opponents flag.

Enter the surreal portion of the show…..

The article opens by recounting a scene where two members of the Mongols encountered one member of the Hell’s Angels. The fight was on and the Mongols walked away with the prized jacket. Where’s the surrealism you ask? This all took place at Chuck E. Cheese.

The only reason I’m prompted to write about this is due to the reactions to what the feds are doing. Most scream foul and see this as some gateway to all of our rights being taken away from us, much like the outcry about the Patriot Act. C’mon now, does anyone realize that our fears about Big Brother watching every move we make are unfounded and ludicrous? Think about it. How BIG would brother have to be? Half the nation would have to be employed against the other half. Besides, If you do nothing wrong, why worry? And as far as club insignias being acquired, a few years ago here in Ohio, a law was proposed to ban ‘colors’ of any kind. The protest from the Goldwingers was enough to squelch that, which means that the power is still ours; if we wish to understand that.

In the war between the Hell’s Angels and the Mongols, the law has stepped in and made a play. When the battles happen at Chuck E. Cheese, it’s our turn to help.

If only the over sized rodent woulda jumped in and kicked some ass. He would look good in ‘colors’.

~ by drifter0658 on February 2, 2009.