If only I was a biker:
One week could become one month that eventually turns into a year of riding without mufflers from my home to the the biker bars.
My home, including my neighbor’s homes, could be an extension of the biker bars.
I could ride mufflerless day and night on U.S. 17 following the tweets of the latest event at the biker bars.
Never miss a local story.
I could be a doctor or a lawyer when I was at the biker bar.
I could search for missing people in my biker bar.
I would have constitutional rights and no non-rider would have any rights.
I could attend an event for non-bikers and take photos of the non-bikers to intimidate them.
I could boycott a city even if I supported a charity in that city.
I could be a tourist that supports an entire industry when I ride, mufflerless, from my home to the biker bars.
If I were only a biker...
The writer lives in Myrtle Beach.