Fake motorcycle club cuts
Out of curiosity, I decided to peruse the logs for my little blog here. I don’t really get a lot of traffic, which is fine. I don’t advertise or do anything that would benefit from traffic as that isn’t really the purpose of this. This blog is just a little semi-creative outlet I keep around for venting and other sundry reasons.
When checking the logs, I started see that most of my traffic is driven here by search engines searching for various terms. I get the random “Sons of Anarchy” mis-hit, and other various motorcycle related items. Kind of interesting as I don’t really think this is a “motorcycle” blog per se, although motorcycle riding is a very big part of my life as it has been handed down over several generations. Get to the point you say?
Well, the most overwhelming search term that brings folks to this site is the search phrase “fake motorcycle club cuts”. Sure enough, when searching for this, the first Google entry is my little ol’ blog here.
What this does tell me though is that there are a number of folks out there wanting to play “patch holder” and run around on their motorcycles (or even without a motorcycle) wearing something that will make them look someone they are not.
I can’t blame them for wanting to be a patch holder, for wanting to belong to something bigger than themselves.
There is something about wearing that patch that changes the reality of my world. When I wear that patch, I seem to feel free from the everyday mundane that I am forced to deal with to keep a roof on my head, the ol’ lady and kids fed, and keep the accounts out of the red.
When I cruise wearing that patch I feel like I’m the subject of a Dave Mann painting. No matter what the task might be that has me on the bike, sporting that patch on my back while going about it allows me to project the biker traits that might otherwise be repressed at other times. I feel like I am just oozing an image of freedom, power, and adventure.
It doesn’t matter whether I am standing in line at the post office, riding down the street to the store, or filtering forward at a busy intersection; that patch pulls all eyes to it and I am well aware that I am being closely watched by others. But, there is where the it all ends for those who would wear a fake motorcycle club patch.
When I wear that patch that I earned, I am also aware and always conscious of the fact that I am accountable to my club, and potentially other clubs, for my behavior. It also serves as an identifier that can say “this his how a patch holder behaves”. If I mess up, I deserve to have the privilege of having that patch revoked, and not just by others with the same patch on their back. It is a reality that I chose to accept for the privilege of wearing that patch.
So, this brings up the question? If you wear a fake motorcycle club patch on your back, who are you accountable to? When you mess up, who do the other patch holders talk to to ensure that you are educated in the manner that you are expected to behave? Chances are you will need to be directly counseled so remain calm, and remain respectful when this inevitably occurs, because all you bought was the patch, not the education that goes with a real one.
This is also what pork clubs fail to realize when they flip their fat sugar-glazed finger at the self-governing bodies that exist among clubs. But that’s a whole ‘nother story and not worth the typing as it has been rehashed over and over again on many biker related sites.
So, if you are out there searching the Internet for a fake motorcycle club cut, save yourself some tense moments and don’t do it. Or if you do, be prepared for an educational encounter that you’ll never forget. But ask yourself… even though you might get a little bit of a rush while wearing the fake cut and the clueless look upon you in awe, in your mind won’t you also be feeling like a total douchebag at the same time? Not to mention the constant fear of watching out for real clubs.
If you really want to sport a patch and are willing to undertake the journey, find out who your local clubs are and start supporting their events and get to know some. If you were meant to wear a patch, it will happen. If you can’t make the commitment needed to be in a traditional motorcycle club, go seek out your local HOG chapter or a riding club with similar interests. You’ll still get the group riding experience and there is no shame in it as long as you are not acting like something you are not.