Tattoos.

You knew this topic was gonna come someday. I love tattoos.

Let me repeat myself, I LOVE TATTOOS.
Yes the same things that the tribal people of eastern Malaysia have. The same thing that people associate with to drugs, hippies, gangsters and all the nonsensical hoo hah. I mean, I can’t blame the stigma these people attribute towards tattoos. If you reside between the bushes and drink from a bowl made out of coconut, it’s no surprise at all you hold such a negative mindset towards tattoos.
You probably must still think that bikers with big tattoos are bad people who do nothing but stop at bars and drink and fight?
You’re probably those that hold this beautiful belief that, a body clean of all modifications, is a beautiful body?
You must believe that a clean spick and span adult, should be void of all forms of ink and piercings from his body?

Well, here’s my rebuttal to those ancient yet unfounded beliefs.

If one is yet to notice, bikers have a strong belief in brotherhood. Bikers, are hardly bad people. Some of these people, are under the constant pressure of work and the expectations of society and the conforming of the norms. These may be professionals that take the weekend and enjoy it by riding into the open roads, while relaxing and totally appreciating what life holds for them. They work tremendously hard weekdays and they play harder during the weekends. They take that the deep throathy rumble of the 1200CC Harley’s are as euphoric as sex.

Bikers, are not even necessarily bad people. That purported belief is very much unfair.

On this RIDICULOUS belief that the body is beautiful, when left the way it is, I will state a few analogies that I hope can spank a little sense in the minds of the closed and see world in a manner, more interesting than the black and white.

In the purest form of a being, on the day the sperm reaches the ovum and develops, changes begin. When the baby is born, changes continue. The baby increase in size and gets longer, when he or she stands, they will then grow taller. As they grow on, their mind changes, their brain changes, the body changes. Everything in the body, whether physical or mental, change.

Now let me question this. Which part of the body is left in the original state it first came out as?

Women, pronounced for dieting and weightloss and complaining about their shape. Is this not a desire for change? Exercise and things like that, in the painful quest of obtaining the ideal physique. Is that not change?

Men, in their egoistical quest to be the strongest. Is that not change to the body? Molding the perfect herculean physique. That states changes, in a form crystal clear that nobody can misinterpret.

Science has it that we can even change our faces, our bodies via plastic surgery and implants. In the eyes of another man, it may be as ugly as the camel toe of Beyonce, yet another may find it mindblowingly gorgeous.

Thus what right does one hold to judge the perception of others on beauty?

My definition of beauty, is carving a physique of 205 pounds with the capability to squat 700 pounds on the back. To lift a woman, with one hand over his head and slip her into his confident arms and keep her safe through the night. Yet, Dave Navvaro might disagree to the south’s end. I care? You’ve got to be kidding.

Thus you fuckers who hold this idiotic stigma of people with tattoos as worthless scumbags, have better take a mirror and stare into the eyes of the man or woman that supplemented that thought. Everybody’s right in one way, everybody deserves some respect and I demand the tattooed community to be equally respected as the man that stands on the top of the ladder of success of Axxon Mobile!

I see no reason why one man must be less respected than the other just because he choose a different route. I demand bastards that discriminate a perfectly capable man out of a job, to accommodate another fresh graduate just because the fresh graduate is of a different skin color, be dammed to the gallows. WEll maybe that’s a little too much, but yeah you get my flow……

I want this bullshit on tattoed individuals to be thrown out. A tattooed man or woman, deserves the same right that that other lady who voted for Bush the asshole.

I WILL TATTOO MYSELF despite what you jackasses think of me if I have one.

Soon………soon……….but now i have a problem lah……i can’t seem to decide if I wanna tattoo my back first, or my legs first……………..alamak, fidgety minds, fidgety minds.