Typically, a reference to Beckham or Pitt would literally be "all she wrote" for me. House rules. But I wasn't in a typical sort of place.
Nor was I surprised that a string of correspondents before me had relied on name dropping (bend at the knees) and, what seemed to me, rather patronizing use of the word Rebel to write about this remarkable atelier. The bikes are hauntingly beautiful. Matt's a heartthrob... The publication shows us how cool they are to notice and Confederate sells another bike.
And that, my friends, is why people don't pay me to write in their glossy magazines. Well... that's one reason. For all I know they also think that my style is crap, my grammar is offensive, and my pedigree is atrocious. Perhaps I can thank an off-kilter adversary? Two tears in a bucket I say.
Because poor little ol' me is just stuck right here in the briar patch!
"If you always do what interests you, at least one person is pleased."
Katharine Hepburn
I can blow a thousand words describing to you how this company is the most inspiring example of character borne success that I have ever encountered. How Passion, and Principles, and Priorities instill Confederate with qualities that I rarely assign to a corporation. I have the luxury of recounting the breadth of knowledge that I have acquired. I can spend the next few weeks bouncing from insight to insight, never exhausting my chicken-scratched notes, library additions, and bookmarked sites. I can tell you a whole 'nother story. Because I don't have anything to sell. Because...
Because. Because I prefer Write like I Love.
So here's to yet another movie star on a motorcycle, who so eloquently pointed out that:
"Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get - only with what you are expecting to give - which is everything."
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