Motorcycle gangs taking on a more sinister image

They started off as groups of pals with a common interest in bikes, but now are linked with fights and secret societies
By Ben Nadarajan

THEY zip around on flashy motorcycles, race each other and talk for hours about their beloved two-wheelers over beer. But motorcycle gangs, or Mat Rempit, are fast losing their fairly tame image here as a more sinister picture emerges.

Last month, six members of the Onyx gang were jailed and caned for killing a 46-year-old technician from a rival gang. Three members are still on the run. Prosecutors called the crime the 'most horrific gang killing in recent years'. That vicious assault in Central Square in September last year - which left the victim with at least 78 wounds - was not an isolated gang clash.

The police said bike gangs in recent years have been involved in a 'handful' of illegal incidents such as fighting in public. They did not give details on how many such cases there have been, but a spokesman said they have increased enforcement action against them.

Some gang members of several bike gangs told The Sunday Times of a violent incident last month when a member's wedding led to a fist-fight with a motorist who had been stuck in traffic because of the convoy of about 100 bikes following the wedding motorcycle.

Bike gangs have been around for more than 20 years. They started as peaceful groups of pals with a common interest in bikes. They would attend race events overseas and undertake long-distance road trips to Malaysia and Thailand.

Back then, there were only about 10 gangs, but this figure has since grown to at least 20.

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The Biker's Code

... Original Author Unknown

Posted in www.ozbiker.org

It used to be that all bikers shared a common bond, an unspoken code of ethics and behavior that transcended words and was built on actions. There was never a bible written on this Biker's Code and there was no need for such. But the times are a-changin' and there seems to be a lot of new riders out there.

These days the riders you see blastin' down the road are just as likely to be clad in shorts and sneakers as jeans and engineer boots. And the roughest, toughest-looking biker you pull up next to could be your doctor or lawyer and may be wearin' a Rolex watch under his leathers. There's nothing wrong with that, so long as these new riders learn the Code just as we old-timers did.

Being a biker used to be about using your creativity to take a basket case old hawg and using only grit and ingenuity, turning it into a one-of-a-kind eye dazzler, then risking your life on the asphalt on a bike you made yourself out of pride. Bikers wore leather and grease because they knew cagers would just as soon run them down as look at them, so they had to be intimidating.

We were a breed unto ourselves with no union, no support group, and in many cases, no family (they threw us out). We had to make it in the world of our own, against all rules, against mainstream society, and against all odds. We survived and prospered because of the Biker Code and we never took shit from anybody. As an old scooter bro once said, "It's every tramp's job to school the young. How else are they gonna know a Panhead from a bed pan?"

With that in mind, we bring you a primer on the basic two-wheeled Code. Take heed, brothers and sisters, for our Code is a hallowed one filled with honor and loyalty, the likes of which have not been since the days of knighthood:

Don't take any shit. Be kind to women, children and animals, but don't take any bullshit. This is an essential part of being a biker. It has to do with respect and honor. Anyone can be a quick-tempered fool. Be cool, stand tall and backup what you say with action.

Never lie, cheat or steal. Another way of saying this is to always tell the truth.

Bikers are always the greasy bad guys in the movies, but every real biker knows that his word is his bond. Your word is all you have in life that is truly yours. Guard it carefully and be something noble, for you are a true knight of the road.

Don't snitch. If you see a wrong, fight it yourself, if you are about anything. You'll take care of problems yourself and never feel the need to snitch someone off. Snitches are the lowest life forms on earth, right up there with biker thieves.

Don't Whine. Absolutely no one likes or respects a whiner. Another way to say this is hold your mud. Still another way to think of it is, "Don't sweat the small stuff" Most of life's little inconveniences work themselves out whether you whine or not.

Keep your chin up, dammit! You're a biker, not some lowly snail.. Never say die and never give up. Whether it's in a fight, a debate, or a business deal, no matter how bad it gets, a biker never gives up.

Help others. When a brother or sister is broken down by the side of the road, always stop and help them. Even moral support, if that is all you can give, is better than riding on by. Remember life is about the journey, the ride, not getting there. You already are there. And don't just help bikers, show the world that we are better than our image portrays us. Courtesy costs you nothing and gives you everything.

Stick to your guns. Do what you say you'll do, be there when you say you will. This is called integrity. This also goes back to standing for something. Like the song says, "You've got to stand for something or you'll fall for anything."

Life is not a drill. Yeah, this ain't no dress rehearsal. This is life -- go out and take big bites of it. You've got no time to lose and bikers don't stand around waiting for the party to come to them. You only go around once. Tomorrow you could be road kill, thanks to a chain smoker asleep at the wheel of his Caddy. Live life now, make the most of each moment.

All right, now let's review.

• You are a biker, a modern-day knight of the road.

• Protect the weak, walk tall and stand proud.

• Your word is your bond.

• Stick to your guns.

• Don't take any shit.

• Life is not a drill.

Now go forth and ride. When in doubt, ride. That's what we do...ride.

If you want to ride around in a Day-Glo Hawaiian shirt and sandals, go for it, but if you intend to look like a idiot, at least don't act like an idiot.

These commandments are just a few of the broad strokes, there is a lot more to being a biker than buying a bike. If you just buy a bike, you are a motorcyclist. Being a biker is a way of life, a proud way of life we hold in high regard with a burning passion for the open highway.