But I won't punch you in the face because I'm a nice person. And I'm all bark, no bite.
But I'd still want to punch you in the face. I think people who ride motorcycles are rude. They seem to think that everyone in their immediate vicinity needs to know when they are coming or going.
Are they arrogant? Ignorant? Deaf, perhaps?
Would you appreciate it if I pulled into my driveway each evening, just after you have fallen asleep, pulled out a bullhorn and announced "Everyone - I am home. I repeat, I have arrived at my intended destination of home!"
How in the world do these people not feel guilty 100% of the time? I know most of them are alright people, but they have to have some level of a "I don't give a @!$%# about anyone or anything, but my own pleasure" mentality and I do not respect that.
It is generally accepted that my rights end where yours begin and your loud ass "vehicle" violates my right to not hear your loud ass vehicle.
It's not just that its noisy. My car makes a noise when I start it up. My kid makes noise when we're out and I sometimes have to excuse us from public locations.
But the noise I produce is fundamentally different than motorcycle noise because 1) I minimize it whenever possible and 2) it is unavoidable. By contrast, some motorcycle enthusiasts actually relish in the loudness of their cock-compensator (that's right, I said it). They encourage its loudness.
If I had one wish, it would be for the next person who rode their motorcycle into our apartment complex at 3AM and woke up my baby to have to listen to a recording of my baby crying every day for a week at whatever time it is when they have been sleeping for two hours.
And, that, my friends, is how I'm feeling tonight.