Spring has sprung, and with it, another season of neighborhood-rattling group rides by pent-up motorcyclists expressing their "individuality." I'd go into a rant here about how irritating these aging Harley hounds are, how their need to blast their engines is probably a result of their diminishing libidos and how there ought to be a noise-pollution law to make them shut the hell up.
But I can't make that argument nearly as well as
this column from The Onion does.
An excerpt:
The mere act of sitting astride a stationary motorcycle and manipulating the throttle for the express purpose of creating vast amounts of ear-splitting noise is the most impressive display of power known to man.
By the way, I am
not alone in my desire for peace and quiet.
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