"Capt. Mooron" wrote:

Doubt it ... you stated you "were" a member... if you're not active you
don't wear the tattoo. Better brush up on the facts there striker.... you
were never a full patch of anything.

Let me enlighten you. The big news rags like Time and Life got fat
reporting WW2 but the war was over and reporters were getting sacked for
lack of news to report. So they created it. When AMA held a Gypsy Tour
in Hollister, Ca (1947) the rags media called it a riot, blaming the
most prominent club there. Then Hollywood made a movie about it and 100s
of young men set out to *act* like Brando. These *fans* made the rules
you keep blowing about based on Hollywood fantasies. Don't believe me,
go read Sonny's own book about the Oakland crew. The bright spot was Lee
Marvin - he actually worked with Wino to develop his character.

OTOH you're right. I never joined a fan club. I deeply respect some for
having created a "reality" of their own, much like the NFL and NASCAR
have done, but always thot their enforced conformity odd for guys who
talk about freedom and I have zero respect for the yuppies who co-opted
that reality.

I was instead fortunate enough to be accepted by the original "Hollister
Wreacking Crew" and still have my tat and rags. Don't believe it? Hey,
some dudes think god's son was named Jesus instead of Hurcules. I could
care less.

I don't need to address a person on their level of bravado.... I know their
bravado dissipates when in contact with my mere presence.

Thanks! That's the best joke I've heard all day. I can see you now,
posing with other ducks, brave because you're protected by the law.

Danny thot the same way til he met Franky. Nutle used to bully nerds out
of their lunch money til somebody threw him under a car. The 280#
Canadian soccer star hired to teach shop really was intimidating cuz he
could whip any three of us - but when some homies kicked him into a coma
and left him for dead he fled back to Canada where a duck can safely
posture.

I'm certain you're not who or what you claim to be...

That's because your sheltered existence has always protected you from my
reality but if (when) you ever meet that reality you'll **** your pants
just like the soccer jock did. Meanwhile, you're brave and feisty -
certain things like that never happen.

Tell me again about the Sioux Braves and the mirrors....

Inspect ceremonial garb in a museum some time. Some have mirrors sewn
into them, others had them tied on. That's why mirrors were such good
trade goods. The reasons are too esoteric for anyone with your cultural
background to understand. Did you know that Julius Ceasar was
omnisexual?

| Say, weren't you were one of the "leather boys" old Salty the Pagan used
| to bring to church on a dog chain!

When I wear leather... it's sealskin and Caribou.

It was you!!! Sealskin panties, Caribou muff (c: .... ever a kid,
playing games in nice safe woods and ponds, safe because the government
shields you from the real world - you hope.

You're another knockoff Yank wanna be..... you'll never make the grade and when it
comes down to survival....

Jeeze, just when I thot you couldn't get any sillier. What have you
survived? Camping in the park? Sailing? Hanging with outlaw yuppies?
Gimme a break, my old busted ribs are hurting ...

I've got a PHD in Bush Tacka and BA in street smarts.

That's Ph.D. and your idea of street smarts is being able to find the
disco. Ever set anybody on fire? Wearing pants so low your crack showed
was in style in '55. Pouring a little gas down one and flicking your bic
created quite a spectacle in a crowded hall but the victim always
survives. I can imagine you in your 'bou hide doing the Compton chicken
dance then bragging about survival.

... real warriors carry themselves much better.

I've had the good fortune to work with one of the original SEALs and the
Teams out of Little Creek did woodland training at AP Hill just down the
road. They didn't need to "carry themselves" any particular way. You
must mean disco ducks or RCMP officers.

People with confidence ...

.... usually led sheltered lives. Like Danny. He'd been in lots of
"fights" wherein you push some smaller kid and if he pushes you back
somebody breaks it up and he gets in trouble. When you grow up you run
off at the mouth in a country known for pacifists, "confident" your
victim won't bust your face cuz you both know he'll go to the can if he
does. Such reinforcement makes you confident but deep inside you know
your bravado is ready to take a crap at the slightest threat - like
having to admit that your women have enjoyed other men more than they
enjoy you. That's the real reason you're so riled up by my little story
- it threatens your self esteem because you suspect it's about someone
just like you ... and you're prolly right.

Yes, I lack your naive confidence. I've seen "confident" bullies like
you get up in the wrong face and step back with a knife in their gut, or
get shot dead for insulting a woman, so I tend to be humble. A frat boy
who **** on Wino died of some mysterious lung disease as tho he'd been
breathing asbestos dust and guess what: the same folks who did him and
never faced arrest could do you or me just as easily. So I try to watch
my mouth and avoid personal attacks.

don't need to rely on some fantasy of having bedded someone's future wife in a lineup to feel
superior.

You really otta work on that hangup. Why would something half the dudes
on this NG have done make anybody feel superior? Didn't *any* of the
ladies you've known go on to get married and have kids, or do you make
women frigid/gay? What makes my story funny is that the groom, in his
hubris thot otherwise. That's the joke. Get it yet? No? Then you'll not
like Chaucer either.