I've found myself interested of late in the idea of motorcyclists and their 'philosophy' or the extent to which we are a group. I am a new rider, who decided to to ride as he approached 50 years on this mortal coil, all the while thinking there was some kind of appreciation that we were all in the same boat. I was both right and wrong. Firstly, I've had a million nods. Love it, and I always nod to other motorcycles. But I've also had numerous dudes, and yes they're always dudes, sneer at me when I say hello at a red light. Whether my 300 Kwaka isn't big enough, or their parents didn't learn 'em right, I don't know. Point is, I reckon riding a motorcycle gives you a minimum acknowledgement as a non-fcukwit. Apparently not. Very disappointing, but whatever. So, is there a philosophy? I'm certain that there is a remarkable level of tolerance and empathy. But the sneer at my little bike, like I could give a shit? Strange. I conclude there are more out there that would help me in a crisis than not. More positives than negatives, and a whole lotta good people who care. Outside of that, I didn't care much from the outset. But now I really don't. What do you think?