
Originally Posted by
James Deuce
Now I think you're a lovely chap and all, but you say this so often, in fact with boring repetitiveness, that I'm starting to wondering if you're not trying to convince yourself out loud.
Mentality? There's isn't a car sold new in NZ that can't exceed the speed limit by 50%. So they're all mentalists too. Need? Need? What's the point of living in a consumer society if you're going to base all your purchasing decisions on "need".
The rest of us would go broke.
You like your asthmatic 1930s-tech Ducati. Fair enough. I'm happy to potter about with a vastly more capable vehicle under my bottom because I can. In fact, I'm about to purchase an outrageous "toy" simply because someone said it might be bad for me. That those people were voted into power because NZers perceived their freedom to enjoy themselves under threat from hairy lipped, no-nonsense, feminist overladies (doesn't have the same ring as "overlord", does it?) makes it all the more sweet that I can thumb my metaphorical nose at two diametrically opposed political elements at the same time. Those that want to stop me doing it at all and those who want to stop me doing it at all.
It might even annoy someone's granny, and then I'm three times happier than any Kiwi non-motorcyclist. I might even take up smoking. I'll also eat too many sweets, gargle the fat I ring out of the paper wrapping the sausage and chips I'm going to have for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and drink so much alcohol on New Year's Eve that I'll still be semi-comatose come Lent.
Because I can.
So you are buying the Harley?
It is preferential to refrain from the utilisation of grandiose verbiage in the circumstance that your intellectualisation can be expressed using comparatively simplistic lexicological entities. (...such as the word fuck.)
Remember your humanity, and forget the rest. - Joseph Rotblat
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