Someone Fought The Law
Somewhere on the rumour mill
is a story relating to an incident involving a motorcycle rider, the police,
and some fast thinking somewhere along Oxford Street. As it is all
on a need to know basis then the easiest description of the mornings chase
on the said day, by the proposed assailant is a copy of a Gassit Cartoon,
which aptly describes the circumstances. At this time the suspect
is still at large, possibly gone to ground. At the time of writing,
the suspect has not has his collar felt. Sometimes it is so satisfying
to be a winner for a change.
Obviously, this incident is
fictional and any similarity to persons living or dead is purely unintentional
and as usual the editors of this newsletter to do not endorse any illegal
activity, especially doing a runner for plod. All opinions of anonymous
contributions to this newsletter are not necessarily those of the editors
who take no responsibility for any views or opinions of contributors.
The story involves a rider,
minding his own business early one Sunday morning cruising up Oxford Street
towards a certain Caffeine House at maybe 90 clicks. Coming in the
opposite direction a highway patrol car who it must be presumed had the
dreaded radar on. The details from here are somewhat hazy but it
appears the rider made the decision to run as he saw the blue lights flash
up and the cop car trying to do a U turn half way down Oxford St.
This decision nearly proved disastrous as the lights at Taylor Square turned
red. Fate was clearly stacked against the rider in question.
With all that Adrenalin surging through his body as the lights turned red
a flash of inspirational genius must have hit him. It is rumoured
at this juncture the rider, with patrol fast approaching noticed the very
convenient way the south side of Bourke Street had been blocked off enough
for a motorcycle. While the cops were 500 metres down the street
a bid for freedom was brilliantly executed. The only problem facing
this rider was where to hie? As relayed to this writer the details
become very unreliable but some rumours suggest that advice was given to
take off I\his (or her?) leathers and act natural once the bike was hidden.
A person was spotted in the vicinity of aforementioned coffee house wearing
only thermal tights and bike boots! Evidently sipping coffee in this attire
in this part of the city would not procure a second glance.
It appears that the choice
of submission shame and expense were quickly discarded for defiance and
dignity. This writer does not in any way condone such foolhardy behaviour
but …………………………. well done that person!!!
On an entirely different track
it occurred to me the other week that great people with a name beginning
with ‘J’ are slowly dropping like flies ……. Joey Dunlop, Joey Ramone and
just the other week John Lee Hooker. Possible CIA conspiracy theories
abound that they, Big Brother, are trying to kill off all the truly talented,
inspirational and awe inspiring people in the world. I suspect it’s
just chance.
Touching briefly on ‘yer maun’,
enough has been said about such a truly talented racer but more importantly
an inspirational and humble human being. Most has been said by those
with vastly more eloquence than I can muster but sitting down the other
night to rerun the ‘V Four Victory’ video, is a realisation of Joey’s talent.
What it only hinted at was the man’s totally unassuming manner rarely found
in today’s top sports stars. What is truly sad is he probably did
more for his chosen charities and the welfare of some very destitute kids
driving his transit van alone across Eastern Europe than some very high
profile Princess with millions and millions at their disposal ever did.
That is quite simply the power of the media and the cult of today’s media
worship of the rich and famous. Joey’s death hardly rated a mention
in the mainstream media yet the world stopped because some inbred royal
is killed while speeding around Paris with a billionaire playboy and a
criminally drunk and drugged driver.
Buy, beg or borrow the new
video ‘Joey’. It is a great tribute to a great man.
Joey Ramone played a crucial
and highly influential role in the emergence of Punk Rock. Despite
the hype which surrounded that era let’s thank the Ramones for a return
to basic rock and roll and the 1minute 59second song. If not for
them and others too numerous to mention we may have been stuck with pretentious
prog. Rock bands for years. R.I.P. Joey.
John Lee Hooker. Anyone
who is into any type of roots music, be it Rockabilly, Rocking Blues, R&B
and all the other hybrids needs no introduction to this man. He rocked
and God bless his soul.
This article was originally
intended to be about the Norton Owners Club Track Day a few months ago!!
Firstly a big thank you to the club for their wonderful hospitality on
the day. It was a great experience to be out on the track with lots
of other old bikes, especially during the first session when we were red
flagged and on returning to the pits told someone was dumping oil on the
track. The finger was firmly pointed at us fools on the old crap
until it turned out that it was one of the modern Jap rockets, which had
dispatched most of his sump on the track. One-Nil to the Pommy bikes!
A good few of the boys were punting their Nortons pretty hard around the
creek and showing up a fair few modern bikes. Once again it was a
great day, pity more Ton-Ups didn’t show up because Track Days are great
fun and a good way to push your machine just that little bit harder without
the usual vagaries and dangers of riding fast on the public roads.
Again thanks to the Norton Owners Club ………… see you next time.
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