May 12, 2009

THE GREATEST SPECTACLE THOUGH...:

The New Hampshire Motorcycle Fetish (Henry Gekonde, 5.12.09, American Spectator)

In New Hampshire -- this little triangle where winter chills linger well beyond April and summers are too short -- they begin to emerge at the first hint of the spring warmth to launch yet another season of burning gas and showing off their two-wheeled rumblers. They ride around, helmets optional, on these curiously built machines, setting off car alarms, rousing babies from their slumber and making your heart forget its rhythm.

The motorcycle fetish is big here (an annual weeklong spectacle known as Motorcycle Week, held in the central NH city of Laconia, is scheduled for mid-June). Strangers -- many donning elaborate outfits of leather and boot -- gather in the sun outside specialty shops that serve the needs of fetishists, or outside coffee shops, sipping their stimulants, chatting casually about their immaculately clean steel-and-rubber monsters. The rituals awe, puzzle, and disgust the non-rider.


...is the machinations that go on at Dartmouth-Hitchcock Medical Center to get out of call that weekend so you don't have to be one of the ones treating the buffoons when they hurt themselves by the score.

Posted by Orrin Judd at May 12, 2009 7:25 AM
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