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07/02/2009: "Love of Aesthetics vs. Fear of Death"
I really enjoy the aesthetics of motorcycles. See below, the Harley Davidson Iron 883, the current object of my desire:
This machine really appeals to me. There's something about the naked power of the thing, the aesthetic it embodies, and the simplicity of its power and the transportation it provides.
Unlike cars, which spend a lot of material and effort concealing the parts that make it work, or the parts that are supposed to make it work
(I'm lookin' at you, GM), or spend a lot of effort and material making them look more powerful than they are (here I'm lookin' at you
, Ford >cough< Mustang >cough<), the designers of these beasts expend their energy artfully arranging the "working" pieces for all to see.
There's something really appealing to me about that simplicity. And, as I said earlier, the simplicity of its aesthetic matches the simplicity of its power and the simplicity of its transportation. Because of this correlation I find it easy to imagine riding it. It's like the visual experience carries directly into the visceral. It looks like it would feel...or I imagine it would feel.
That is why I find the aesthetics of motorcycles so compelling. I suspect it's why so many do. I also suspect that it translates directly into sales, and why people ride motorcycles in the face of overwhelming evidence that they should not...which is why I called this entry Love of Aesthetics vs. Fear of Death. I would argue that for those who ride, Love has won over fear.
I cannot decide if that is admirable or not. Hmmm.
After the jump there's a small gallery of other motorcycles that attempt to seduce me into danger.