Dry it up Jesse and get back to building bikes and crazy shit...

Though he wouldn't want it, I do have some sympathy for Jesse, having grown up in an abusive foster home myself, I can understand how that fucks with your head...and creates an inner turmoil which can never be fed enough to satisfy ones self-esteem. While I will stop short of being all touchy feely, I will say that the biker world is full of people with fucked up personal history, maybe it is the self-expression of building bikes that connects us or the fact that we know that riding a Harley/Chopper/unusual motorcycle means we are going against the grain and it is a sign to others that there is a screw loose. Check your Premises.

Humanity, oh the humility of it all.