Black Bikers Experience

I found this site NiggerMania on a fluke. As always I scour the web for info to share with my folk; not looking for this hilarious bullshit to be splashed in my face. When I read it I went…Wow! I tried to become BFF on the site and they denied me…Ugh! LMFAO Could it be they saw that I was a black female biker?

  

I am posting this trash because I think it makes for a great topic of discussion among black or interracial outlaw and traditional motorcycle clubs. While we are fighting amongst ourselves for territory that doesn’t exist or suckin the ass of the white outlaw bikers and white outlaw motorcycle clubs who hate our guts; below you can read what they say about us. How does this make you feel? Really, is being the most dominant club in a state that fuckin important? I’d side more on lovin those who love us and fuck those who don’t!

  

This is my consensus on this shit; there is too much Tell-A-Vision happening in our motorcycle world. Don’t get me wrong I love SOA (Sons Of Anarchy) and I watch it every week but for the drama and the Hollywood hyped spin of our Outlaw Motorcycle World. This is the shit that fakes folk out to think they are bikers for life. No, No, No…this world isn’t for the faint at heart. It’s much more too being a “real” biker then you get to see weekly in an hour. It’s a way of life! Because of Tell-A-Vision the loyalty, honesty, commitment, love and truly being my brother’s keeper that was second nature among black bikers and black motorcycle clubs has been replaced with, “if you got what I need then maybe today I’ll look out for you.” The temporary, disposable life of a black biker…it makes me sick!

  

Let’s start talking about this and finding solutions to maybe getting back to the love we once knew and cherished among black motorcycle clubs in America.

Nigger Motorcycle Club
SO anyway i was attending our annual FAMILY (human) street carnival today in my home town when lo and behold there were a couple of she-boons wearin some ragged ass motorcycle club vests made of leather—-some were flying the “dragons” patch, while a couple of other she-boons had the patch ripped off the jacket—-what the fuck? The back of the vests stated they were from Coontroit—but the vests looked ragged as shit…dont get me wrong i know how bikers look, but c’mon! they looked like fuckin total shit! Even the Nigger Bucks that were flyin the colors looked ghetto! These she boons and Bucks were fat as fuck, the vests barely fit! Some of the she boons had their hair “bleached” blonde, however their hair looked orange, and then they had patches that said “kiss my ass” and so forth, (like the rest of us could give a shit). Fuckin black animals, they totally brought down the atmosphere that was supposed to be. I wish all of you could see it. It was indeed, DISGUSTING. Seriously, what the fuck has the United States of America come to? I am seriously perplexed by this fucked up sight, as well as angry. I had my family asking me what that patch meant. All i could say was “dont worry about it, they are a drain on our society”. It was the best i could come up with.

  

1. Nigger motorcycle club? motorcycle club? If it were not true it would be really funny to see. They would be stealing each others bikes !

  

2. Were they riding Homey-DaNiggersons? Niggers on motorcycles are a disaster waiting to happen.

  

3. Come on! Now they even think that they can pretend to be motorcyclists? That’s mighty sorrowful. Don’t worry, the niggers don’t fare so well around the Laconia campfires. I guarantee there has never been any monkeyshines at any event I have gone to.

  

4. Certain groups of people keep an eye on the niggers hoping they give a reason to bring out the ball pien hammers.

  

5. There is a certain well known very large MC club (I will not post their name, It’s not my place to name them) that has thousands of members.

  

6. I have never seen a nigger in that club, but yet the naacp has not to my knowledge hassled them about not being diverse. The club owns businesses, has employees, and no niggers. Why isn’t al shitskin and jesse jacoon giving them any trouble?

  

7. Don’t be Ignorant, Get Educated ~ The more you learn about niggers, the more you will hate them The only time niggers should be allowed on motorcycles is when they’re performing circus acts and their handler is standing close by.

  

8. Its acouple of well known 1% black clubs like the outcast, sin city disciples, wheels of soul, hell lovers, ching a lings. N all them clubs is crazy ass fuck

  

9. Seeing as how motorcycle riding is extremely dangerous, resulting in an astronomical number of serious accidents and fatalities, niggers should be strongly encouraged to drive these death machines, assuming that they must be allowed to operate motor vehicles at all. Avoid the groid. Heil Hitler!

  

10. Because they’re afraid, hehe. I ride in a club myself, and every time (rarely), we see a nigger club they hastily pick up and move on. It’s funny too because Harley riders generally wave at one another when passing; the nigs wave at us but we don’t wave back, hehe. I watched this hilarious scene on America’s Funniest Videos and it showed this nigger on a ‘pimped’ out Harley (probably stolen), taking off and wiping out into a parked car. I almost died. waaaaa!

  

11. niggers and bikes are two words that should never be mentioned in the same sentence. It disgusts me to even think about it. I think I saw that video, it was a dressed out roadking and the nigger fucking wrecked it. Worthless, completely worthless species.

  

12. Most niggers drive Japanese bikes not Harleys

  

13. niggers arent into bikes they just try to steal other peoples cultures, lifestyle and hobbies. Another reason they ride bikes and specificly harleys is for the same reason they do everything else, FOR ATTENTION they want to make them loud and paint them some nasty nigger color. lol and they think they are egyptian haha !

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A Harley-Davidson buff who was turned down when he tried to join a motorcycle club in the late 1960s, Frank “Claim-Jumper” Rios started the Hell’s Lovers, one of the first integrated biker organizations in Chicago.

“He got to know people across the United States, and he knew the different clubs,” said his son, Demetrius Guyton. “He enjoyed the wide-open road. The fun part of the road trips was hanging with his bros, even with the breakdowns.”

Mr. Rios, 62, died of cardiac arrest attributed to complications from diabetes Monday, Dec. 28, at Aurora St. Luke’s Medical Center in Milwaukee, his son said. Mr. Rios had moved from Chicago’s West Side to Milwaukee in 1997.

A Mexican-American from the West Side, Mr. Rios was an outsider among existing motorcycle clubs when he started the Hell’s Lovers in 1967.

“He put the name on his back, and it took off,” his son said. “He hooked up with a childhood friend, and they formed a nation.”

Overseeing his own club allowed him to meet others who danced to their own rhythm, his longtime friend, Andrew “Poolie” Poole said.

“When people liked the way we lived, they jumped onboard with us,” said Poole, also a founding member of the Hell’s Lovers. “We believed in each other.”

The Hell’s Lovers have about 50 members in Chicago and claim more than 1,500 members across the country in states like Tennessee, Colorado, Texas, Georgia and Maryland, Guyton said.

“When you’d see us coming, you’d wonder, ‘How’d they all get together?’ ” said Ralph Collier, who joined in 1972. “We’d freak people out because we had all kinds of people: black, white, Mexican.”

Many motorcycle clubs have an outlaw reputation, and members of the Hell’s Lovers had occasional scrapes with the law over the years. But Mr. Rios managed to stay out of serious trouble.

“It got to be wild and crazy at times,” Collier said. “Half our stories can’t be put in print. There were times when tears had to be shed. But you lived to see what would happen the next five minutes.”

Mr. Rios, a boxing and martial arts instructor, rode his Harley regularly until four years ago, when he started suffering complications from diabetes.

Mr. Rios is also survived by a sister, Loretta Bernard, and four grandchildren.

Services were held.

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