The Bikers Of Bedminster: Another Preposterous Saturday In Trump’s America
Donald Trump's ongoing feud with American icon Harley-Davidson is one of the more bizarre stories in a presidency defined by abject absurdities.
Just weeks after the inauguration, the Wisconsin-based motorcycle maker was trotted out by the new administration as a poster child for American manufacturing — a quintessential example of iconic American brands.
The President invited executives to the White House for what amounted to a photo-op that found Trump and Mike Pence posing by various H
Easy Rider:
At their next campsite around a campfire (because hotels and motels won’t accept them), George (in a conversation with Billy) expresses the prophetic theme of the film – their threat to the Establishment. He articulates the reason for the hostility and resentment that they generate – they represent freedom:
George: You know, this used to be a helluva good country. I can’t understand what’s gone wrong with it.
Billy: Huh. Man, everybody got chicken, that’s what happened, man. Hey, we can’t even get into like, uh, second-rate hotel, I mean, a second-rate motel. You dig? They think we’re gonna cut their throat or something, man. They’re scared, man.
George: Oh, they’re not scared of you. They’re scared of what you represent to ’em.
Billy: Hey man. All we represent to them, man, is somebody needs a haircut.
George: Oh no. What you represent to them is freedom.
Billy: What the hell’s wrong with freedom, man. That’s what it’s all about.
George: Oh yeah, that’s right, that’s what it’s all about, all right. But talkin’ about it and bein’ it – that’s two different things. I mean, it’s real hard to be free when you are bought and sold in the marketplace. ‘Course, don’t ever tell anybody that they’re not free ’cause then they’re gonna get real busy killin’ and maimin’ to prove to you that they are. Oh yeah, they’re gonna talk to you, and talk to you, and talk to you about individual freedom, but they see a free individual, it’s gonna scare ’em.
Billy: Mmmm, well, that don’t make ’em runnin’ scared.
George: No, it makes ’em dangerous.