Harley Davidson riders: attention whores, or just assholes?

Being as close to PCH as I am, every weekend, it never fails. I try to have my windows open and enjoy the breeze, but just about once every couple of minutes, there comes this overbearing roar of motorcycle grossness. It's not even like my house is right on a main street, intersection or anything. They're just that loud. It reaches a point where I'll pick up my guitar and try to play, but unless I just close my window and sweat it out, I have to deal with the roaring of Harley Davidson engines every few minutes drowning out the sound of my amp (which I'm sitting directly in front of, no less).

I mean, whatever happened to noise ordinances?

Motorcycles are noisy.

*sam elliott voice*

sweat. whisky. the open road. this motorcycle. conviction. your strong will. your own way. compromise left in the dust. a stiff breeze meets your glistening chest. a boner takes shape. you are saving america. you are america. outside of experience. bending time. undefeated. dominant. free. harley davidson. feel my roar waves. i am A and you are B. i am flexing my muscles in your face. you are frozen.

The weird thing about them is despite all the no-baffles loud-pipes nonsense, Harleys are ridden by some of the tamest, most risk-averse riders (in London at least). Only Ducati riders are more likely to behave like timid car drivers.

dang it, let me amend the previous post to say:

your way and the highway.

I know plenty of wonderful Harley riders

Same here. Buying a vehicle that obnoxiously loud is still a dick move, though.

What I really don't get about them is all the excessive revving of the engine while idling. I mean, would the motorcycle just spontaneously combust if they didn't do that and they're actually saving themselves and others in the close vicinity from a firey death?

Yeah. Didn't think so.

I know plenty of wonderful Harley riders

You can be a wonderful person and still be an attention whore.

They're not attention whores

I don't know anything about motorcycles though

They're loud fyi

i live very close to a bike gang HQ - the kind police raid on the reg - and so i often hear em around too. when it's a fleet of them? kinda terrifying sounding. they aren't like regular bikes in engine sound, everyone knows this.

one of my friends who is a motorcycle enthusiast swears Harleys are more for the cultural tourist bikers and that real heads choose other brands of motorcycle.

idk how true any of that is tho

and plus Rob Halford rode one so awesome forever

Aaannnnnnd, it's already begun again for this weekend.

we get bike week in DAytona down here and it spills over sometimes into O-Town. don't generally mind it so much - actually the people I hate in Orlando are the people that drive automobiles.

Harleys are for boomers

And boomers are assholes.

suburban boomer bike dudes are some of my least favorite ppl

except for the annual Rolling Thunder insanity, in my town almost the only harley riders you see are black dudes. Often, in addition to the engine noise, they like to blast R&B / go-go tunes. I have to assume they are all wearing earplugs under their helmets.

so my answer is that harley davidson people are 100% attention whores

Ugh. I had one of those in my old neighborhood back in Reno. Nothing like being jolted awake to the sounds of Harley farts and the Chi-Lites.

2pm or 2am. The dude had no compass of, "Hey, maybe I should tone it down a little."

Friday night, let's go rev our Harleys around HB, bruthrrr.

this shit at 6 AM is obnoxious as fuck

I think a significant segment of the Harley market is old retired dudes who buy the super-deluxe Electra Glide models and always observe the speed limit.

Nah, they go at least five miles per hour below the posted limits, as to have more idle time to unnecessarily rev the engine and get more potential "admirers."

i know exactly what you mean. i just moved into The Suburbs and a conformist harley davidson just rolled up and spat on me because i make bad posts

my mild annoyance is that they drown out anything inside my car when they're passing by or alongside me in traffic with my windows rolled up, so turning up the stereo is basically pointless because either way I'm going to be deaf

and yeah, double-glazed windows in my house is meaningless when one of those fartbags blasts down my street

obnoxious

but I guess that's the point.

Several years ago in Northern Virginia I saw a guy riding a Harley, while wearing sweatpants. Mixed message much?