On Sat, 26 Dec 1998, Sam Pawlett wrote:
> Wasn't Whittaker Chambers the
client of Richard Nixon in the
>
I don't know if it makes any difference, Sam, but Rorty is talking about a
party that took place in 1936.
> The Outlaws, eh Frances? Sounds very 70'sish. Reminds of the gang "The
> Pharoahs" from the movie "American Graffiti" who kidnap Hubert Dreyfus and
> force him to rob the pinball machines at his favorite diner. Seriously, the
((SNIP))
> On the other hand, in my own somewhat limited experience with the Hell's
> Angels and others of that particular persuasion, I see little in their
> ideology or actions that differentiates them from the Waffen SS.
I seem to recall that there was a major war between the Hell's Angels and the Outlaws a few years ago in Sweden (?). There were machine guns. People died. The Outlaws I knew were drug dealing speedfreaks. I knew them when during my topless dancer career--they hung out at the club. Actually, now that I'm thinking about it--they weren't Outlaws, they were Banditos. Which is a cooler name, I think. Anyway, I got to meet the president of the NM chapter. His name was Mick Rat. Being a wiseass 21 year old, I asked him if it was McRat, like McDonald's, or if I should call him Mick, or Mr Rat, or what. Glare. Long pause. "It's Mick Rat." I decided to not call him anything at all. His girlfriend was a dancer with me--she was pretty raunchy. Pulled a gun on me during a political discussion in the dressing room. Lesson learned: do NOT tell a biker chick that you are a any sort of leftist. Mick turned out to be all right--one day he said, "hey, I hear you eat pussy better than I do." I looked down at him, (he was sitting) smiled, and said, you're probably right. He was my buddy after that. He kept his motorcycle in their living room. I thought that was weird. I kept mine in the garage. frances