What ever happened to all the Bad Boys

Well, I am in a slightly I-want-to-go-home-NOW cranky mood, so here's another minor rant.

I am sick of Harley-Davidson motorcycles. What ever happened to bad-ass guys and chix tooling around, really experiencing the ride, perhaps life, on a Harley? Did I miss something? They're pretty much gone, replaced by middle-aged baby-boomers paying exorbitant prices for these things as a status symbol, in an attempt to project a "I'm really not an SUV-driving middle-American, middle-aged, beginning to need viagra" persona. And lesbians.

Lesbians: No problem.
Middle-aged Americans: No problem.
Viagra-needing: Hey, it's biological, out of one's control, ask Bob Dole.
Baby-boomers: Spawn of Satan.

No, No! I'm not buying it for the image! It's an amazing bike!
Sure. WTF-ever. There are plenty of really good bikes of other brands out there for less money.

I hate to break it to you, but when you can buy a Ford pick-up with the Harley Davidson package, it's over for H-D: It's just Eddie Bauer in black leather and orange writing. Kiss it goodbye. The mystique is gone. You look like a fool.