A note about this forum, it's history, an apology and an announcement

[Ulvetanna_imp]

Ulvetanna, as I mentioned before, I'm fine with mickey's desire to keep the riff-raff out, both literally and linguistically. I simply want the definitions to be in order. If a word in no way runs afoul of any given guidelines precluding its usage, then that word should not be censored. In those same conservative churches you attended in your Midwestern youth, 'hell' was a word that was openly bandied about by all and sundry, including the preacher/pastor/priest. For that matter, so was 'damn,' at least when used in the proper context.

At our age now, having one's wrist slapped by a wooden spoon for doing nothing wrong just seems embarrassingly silly.

Not a big deal, though. I live in a world of words, so it bugs me to have perfectly valid words removed from the acceptable lexicon. By that same token, living in a world of words means there are always other, nanny-acceptable words at our disposal.

Oh, and answer my question about the Z900's buzziness compared to the CB1100's, for criminy's (<----) sake!

I thought I did; as Don Canet over at CW said, you have to really concentrate at 70 mph to even sense ANY vibration at all. The smoothest motorcycle I have ever ridden at any reasonable cruising speed, 60-90 mph in top gear. Eerily smooth.

I speculate the Z900RS is going to be as smooth or even smoother, given the different, milder state of engine tune and different chassis and handlebars.

I do agree completely with your above comments, but we work around it. It's like giving a talk at a church ice cream social. And I have been to quite a few of those.

I am a huge believer in free speech, the First Amendment, the Bill of Rights, and so on, but of course decorum has its place.

As far as riff-raff, the churches I attended, which seated maybe 50 people, didn't try to keep anyone out. They tried to get people to come in. As I recall, that was the whole idea.

I very much know what it's like to be treated like riff-raff. I could dress as though I was from the Outer Banks if I wanted to, but instead I dress like a municipal service worker, Caterpillar muscle shirts, cargo shorts, Red Wing boots. It keeps the stuffy, pretentious types at bay.

There is an urgent need to properly analyze why exactly is this not an Internet forum, but an odd-ball early twenty first century Internet sociological phenomenon instead. Is it because how it is managed, or is it that this particular piece of machinery is a magnet for old-fart misfits, not capable of dealing with the modernity in general, and contemporary Internet forum culture in particular?

This is the best dad-gummed post I have ever read here. Problem is, just who is going to answer your question? You request erudition not in evidence. That is, unless I want to commit logorrhea and write so I can hear myself think. Nah, I calculate not.