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By James "Topfuel"Macecari What's it like to be involved in the
Outlaw Motorcycle Club Lifestyle? Many out there work years trying to
get into one of the 3 piece clubs, most grew up dreaming of nothing more
than putting on a patch and riding a Harley Davidson. The lifestyle has
a mystic allure that many in the general public can only shake their
heads in wonder. [ 1136 more words. ]
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By James “Topfuel”Macecari
What’s it like to be involved in the Outlaw Motorcycle Club
Lifestyle? Many out there work years trying to get into one of the 3
piece clubs, most grew up dreaming of nothing more than putting on a
patch and riding a Harley Davidson. The lifestyle has a mystic allure
that many in the general public can only shake their heads in wonder.
Just imagine if you will, being a kid riding your bicycle and you see 50
bikers riding duece down the road at 75 miles an hour, it was one of
the highlights of my childhood seeing such a sight. Being from the
Chicago area my first look at the lifestyle was seeing at least 75
Outlaws M/C Members steaming down Cicero Ave, the throttles wide open
and the pipes screaming. From that very day, I knew what I wanted to be,
I wanted to be apart of something that was mystic, something that gave
the rest in society a pause.
I was fortunate, my friends dad was involved in a motorcycle club, no
it wasn’t the Outlaws M/C, it was just a small one who would always be
over at my buddies house. I remember always going over there when the
guys pulled up, they were always real cool to the neighborhood kids. It
was the early 1980s, the old timers sure knew how to make a kid feel
good back then, I remember washing bikes, running back and forth getting
the guys beers, most of all I remember how they always treated me. A
kid could always go up to one of them with a problem or issue and get a
straight up answer, answers your mother would be horrified hearing lol.
By the time I reached the age of 21, I was already hanging around a
club on the North Side for a few years. It was something amazing, shit
from the time I was 18 I was partying with all the guys, talk about
learning about life and how people were. I always said I went to the
University of Melrose Park, the streets were taught straight forward by
the guys, how to survive and get by. Most important, the guys taught us
about “Your Word”. Club members live to a different standard in life,
they are not your average citizen who will bullshit their way through
with just about anything. No, a club member, if he said it, he meant it,
never any doubts.
By the time, I started prospecting the little club grew into first a
National, then International club. Prospecting was tuff, even though I
knew everyone for years, they treated me harder than the rest of the
prospects. I remember the President saying to me, “Just because you know
everyone doesn’t mean you won’t earn that patch”. At the time it sucked
balls, but I’m sure glad the guys put me through the hell they did. The
appreciation gained for the club and brothers during that time was
priceless, still until this day I take those experiences with me.
Motorcycle Club life isn’t for everyone, especially Outlaw Motorcycle
Club life or 3-piece patch as it’s referred too. The members of the
National and International clubs have it pretty hard. Being a member of
the club is a full-time job, traveling from chapter to chapter, going to
the funerals of brothers takes time and money. This is one of the main
contentions with clubs like Iron Order (Urine Order as I call them).
When you are a member of a 3 piece club and put your heart and soul into
it every day, then see some fake ass club out there flying that 3
piece, it burns your ass. You know you went through hell and back to
earn yours, you put the work in to get the respect on the streets, then
here you have some fake ass rub who is trying to ride on your coat
tails. It doesn’t matter what club you are with, that shit is going to
burn your ass, especially a club that lets cops into its ranks.
Iron Order will never see what it does wrong, you cannot put a cop in
your club for the simple reason that they will never truly be your
brother. Do you really think that cop in that patch of yours will
protect your ass over his buddies? Hell no, they live by another code
then us. It’s the damn Blue Code, they will always protect their boys in
blue over those they wear a patch with. If that is the case, how can
you call them a brother?
I can see why a lot of why someone in Iron Order wants to wear an
outlaw 3 piece patch, shit most bikers coming into the scene want to get
involved in motorcycle clubs or riding clubs, people love sharing the
road with others they have something in common. Hog chapters took off,
numerous riding clubs through the AMA and Non-AMA, ABATE and so on. But
the top of that list is the Motorcycle Club, they want to be able to
feel true freedom, want to give society the big “FU”. All that is fine,
but you have to go about it the right way, you have to know most MC’s
are based on street law, most club guys live on the “Dark Side” for a
better explanation. The biker world has so many levels of different
subsets it’s mind boggling, you have your weekenders who just go out on
the weekends, you have your rubs and cops who just want to act the part,
but then you have that special group who lives and breathes every
moment nothing but the lifestyle.
The latter is the ones who make up most Outlaw Motorcycle Clubs, they
will get upset when they perceive you stepping on their toes, they live
the life every day. Club Members put in the time and effort with their
brothers, it’s not just some word to throw around. Iron Order, no matter
how much they try, will never fit in the mold of Outlaw Life. They can
say whatever they want too, they can tell you on the pretty little
website of theirs “We don’t claim territory or want anything to do with
the Outlaw Clubs”. Truth is, all you have to do is look at the bullshit
conduct, photos of their membership trying to be a gangster and you will
have the real story. That story is a wannabee club that is mail order
who dreams of being a real club one day, problem is, I can’t foresee
that ever being the case. They made their bed, the name is ruined, the
best thing they could do is shut it down and try doing it the right way.
They will never receive any respect from the true clubs, they went
about everything wrong, the internet is not where a brotherhood is made.
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