Samcro

[Satdiver]

You gotta love Afghanistan.

 

I just got Son's of Anarchy Season Three. I will fill you guys in on what is going on with each episode, so you don't have to wait until it is available on DVD back in the USA. Ride Safe, Satdiver

[SwissIndian]

.... just take care over there ........ God Bless.

[charger]

.... just take care over there ........ God Bless.

keep yer eyes OPEN..........

[joel3078]

Just got done watching season 1 and 2 myself (I don't have FX channel at my house) and was trying to figure out were the name Samcro came from. Guess I missed that detail. I googled it and found sons of anarchy motorcycle club redwood original but wasn't sure if that was right.

 

Season 2 is kind of turning into an over the top soap opera with all the family bs and Jax stolen kid ordeal. But hey, it sucks ya in to want to stay up all night and watch the next episode on the dvd. Wish I had season 3 dvd set already.

 

Take care over there!

Edited November 21, 2010 by joel3078

[Doc Loco]

Just got done watching season 1 and 2 myself (I don't have FX channel at my house) and was trying to figure out were the name Samcro came from. Guess I missed that detail.

 

Season 2 is kind of turning into an over the top soap opera with all the family bs and Jax stolen kid ordeal. But hey, it sucks ya in to want to stay up all night and watch the next episode on the dvd. Wish I had season 3 dvd set already.

 

Take care over there!

 

Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club Redwood Originals

 

S.......A.......M..........C ....R.......O

[joel3078]

This is so fitting for the show it's scary!

 

http://www.samcro.co.za/

 

 

 

 

[joel3078]

Thanks doc, got the same answer in my edited post. Can't type fast enought today.

[Maldev]

There are several places online where you can watch the season for free. Just do a search.

[Satdiver]

There are several places online where you can watch the season for free. Just do a search.

 

Yeah, but that would be illegal, buying bootleg dvd's in Afghanistan is not illegal, you just cant bring them back with you, so I am out the $5.00

 

Satdiver

[Maldev]

Actually, not illegal at all.

[joel3078]

Hulu and FX are airing season 3 episodes 1 2 and 3 right now for free. Further episodes will be posted as season continues. This is free to watch. Just need to register for a free account as the show is rated for adults only - nudity, violence, swearing, sex, murder, drugs, dirty cops, yada yada - you know, all the good stuff.

[Satdiver]

Poor Half-Sack died. He had one bad ass coffin though.

[whadayawant]

Can't watch it, it's TOO phony.

[Eraserhead]

Can't watch it, it's TOO phony.

yes, it's a tv show....

[Satdiver]

Can't watch it, it's TOO phony.

 

So was Star Trek, but I liked watching it anyway.

[XV62]

Can't watch it, it's TOO phony.

 

Sounds like somebody closer to the life than the uninitiated masses.

[hasbin]

Can't watch it, it's TOO phony.

 

It's a comedy.....Right??

[Doc Loco]

So was Star Trek, but I liked watching it anyway.

 

Soap Operas...Spaced Opreys...Horsed Opreys...Biked Opreys

 

 

It's 'DRAMAtized' entertainment - that's all, folks!

 

 

 

 

 

I'll take the Grand Ol' Oprey over 'em all!

 

 

If you want 'real', you can read thru this autobiographical piece by Donny Petersen who is being 'persecuted' by politicos in the Great White North:

 

 

"When the Nazis’ invaded my parent’s homeland, Denmark during WWII, both immigrated to Canada, joined the Royal Canadian Air Force, becoming commissioned officers by war’s end.

Enrolled in an inner city school as a child, wearing European britches and knee socks was not a pleasant experience. After many beatings, I began to learn how to fight or rather the need to fight.

 

Trying to fulfill every immigrant parent’s dream for the first born, I was not allowed to go to technical schools and wound up at Brock University (college) and later York University, in Toronto Canada, studying Town Planning. After three years of post secondary school education, I surveyed my class of 300 realizing that only six jobs existed at the time for this occupation across Canada.

 

I decided to pursue Social Work, which I had been doing part time as an outreach youth worker with the YMCA. Working with street gangs in Toronto’s toughest housing projects on the streets, at night was always interesting and sometimes dangerous. During this time, I purchased my second Harley, a 1966 Shovelhead. I began to work on this bike. I found this very satisfying, as there is a cause for every effect and vice versa. This was much easier than fixing the problems of wayward youth. With the early Seventies advent of psychedelic drugs, I was thrust into crisis intervention on the streets having to deal with bummers, bad trips, freak-outs and overdoses and all that went with them. Outreach workers were way ahead of the curve as society tried to grapple with this new counter culture. I helped form the first non-counter culture, street-level counseling center in Ontario under the auspices of the Drug Addiction Foundation and the YMCA.

 

My first teaching experiences followed with parents groups, social workers, and psychiatrists. I enjoyed watching the early biker movies but when Easy Rider premiered; my course in life became set. Soon after, I proudly finished my first chopper, a day-glow painted, radically raked, twelve inch extended wide glide with no front fender or brake and ape hanger handlebars. The same summer while riding, I was center-punched by a car in an intersection, breaking my back and leg in over a hundred places. A medical journal documented my miraculous recovery after I refused to have my leg amputated at the hip. Doctors felt this necessary because of a crushed femur and a mostly severed main nerve before the advent of microsurgery. Lying in traction for months without being able to move as blood clots traveled my body settling in my legs and lungs taught me my his most prized life skill. The options were going crazy or developing a strong disciplined mind. I developed the mind and became a heavy weight lifter years later, when able, to develop the body. On crutches, with a 1959 Panhead, replete with suicide clutch and hand shift, I began my 38-year membership sequentially in two prominent motorcycle clubs. Sometimes it is not easy being a little different in a homogeneous world.

 

Circa 1972, the urge to become entrepreneurial overcame me. I worked out of back alley garages in Toronto’s downtown tenderloin before formally starting Heavy Duty Cycles in 1974. In 1977, I became a licensed mechanic. Post secondary school physics, taken many years before, came into play. Physics allowed me to understand and develop hi-performance concepts, which helped immensely in the business. Those school essays also taught me how to write…although, not how to adhere to all the rules of the publishing world. Living on the streets as well as in academia in addition to a blue-collar trade gave me interesting perspectives on life. As my businesses developed, a manufacturing stint in the Orient made me realize that I loved to travel, which has become my main passion other than motorcycling. I became a tech writer in 1989. The articles have worldwide readership. This in turn has given Heavy Duty Cycles international stature. My motorcycles, many hand fabricated, have been featured in publications from Great Britain, France, Japan and Russia as well as closer to home in magazines such as Easyriders, VQ, American Iron, Hot Bike and Canadian Biker.

 

I was first titled as a “Master Builder” by Supercycle Magazine in the 1980’s and then awarded this status by VQ and Easyriders Magazines but I am the first to acknowledge that no one person can fabricate the bikes that Heavy Duty Team always aspires to. It requires a team effort by the industry’s best and I confer this honor on the Team of which I am only a part. The Canadian Government invited me to teach the Havana Harley Riders Club at the Embassy in Cuba as a goodwill gesture to the Cuban people in 1997 looking forward to a post-Castro democracy. I began to teach every apprentice motorcycle mechanic in Ontario, Canada before they were able to test for their mechanics license. I then became involved with the Federal Government and the Provinces in updating and standardizing these courses for the whole country. I followed up by assisting in writing the final computer generated Mechanics Examination utilized across Canada in order to produce mechanics with a standard respected worldwide. Finally, I was invited by the Provincial government to join a committee advising the Minister of Education on the implementation of an apprenticeship program for young people entering the various trades. In my third year, I was elected Chairperson of this committee. My first recommendation was accepted and implemented by the Ministry. Then my abrupt dismissal by the Deputy Minister of Education happened on a Friday evening. Apparently, my membership in my motorcycle club was to be brought up in the legislature to embarrass the sitting government. It mattered not that I voluntarily served the government with skill, honesty, and integrity.

 

Over the years, I with committed friends spearheaded many bikers’ rights initiatives, mostly to no avail. One constitutional challenge to Canada’s Supreme Court led to another honor that of being invited to speak to the prestigious Empire Club in Toronto’s Royal York Hotel. Fellow speakers over the years included George Bush Sr., Ronald Reagan, Billy Graham, Dalai Lama, and Queen Elizabeth. My invitation distinguished me as one of the few no-name speakers.

 

An avid scuba diver, my first open water dive was in the South China Sea off the coast of Borneo looking for whale sharks. Other hobbies include mountain trekking. I have trekked Peru’s Inca trail from the center of the Incan empire in Cuzco in the Andes to Machu Pichu. I then climbed Africa’s highest mountain, Kilimanjaro. In my next venture climbing Mount Everest in Nepal, I contracted both forms of the deadly acute mountain sickness as well as curable but still lethal Dysentery. With literally only hours to live before falling asleep into a coma and succumbing, the climb down increasingly supplied more oxygen and temporarily stayed the death sentence. Lower altitude is the only cure. With the help of my wife at the time, I had to summon all my will power gained during my bike accident years before, to make my way down the mountain for two days to get to a lower altitude for a possible rescue attempt. Helicopters and small planes can only fly at altitudes less than 15,000 feet. We saved another climber’s life on the way. At the lower altitude, the three-day rescue off Mt. Everest by Sir Edmund Hillary’s personal pilot is a high point in my life. The helicopter almost crashed because of big rocks inside the clouds during the flight back to Katmandu. It still was not quite over as weather forced the helicopter down into a gorge for a night interrupting the very dangerous flight. I have tried my hand as an adventure travel writer but not met with much achievement. However, my bike trips across North and South America, Europe and most recently South Africa have led to many motorcycle travel articles that are enjoying some success.

 

Millions of viewers have enjoyed mine and Tattoo Tony’s technical segments on Canada’s serial motorcycle show Biker TV as well as our appearances on The History of the Chopper. Authorities, upset at my motorcycle club membership pressured the show, its producer, and advertisers to the point of my being discontinued. However, my first love was working with my customers at Heavy Duty Cycles where I look forward to every day. Then authorities began the process to revoke my various business licenses even though I had neither a criminal record nor one customer complaint to regulating bodies in my 36-years in business. I was forced to sell Heavy Duty Cycles to Tattoo Tony in 2009. I have no children in spite of three marriages and divorces. I take onus for all three separations hesitating to call them failures. I view them as passing ships in life.

 

Paradoxically, I have taken up the sweet science of boxing at age 61, which I find very fulfilling. I have great fun with the much younger boxers, some less than a third or of my age that cannot figure out the old guy who hits back. I view the training required for boxing as the fountain of youth that will add ten years to any practitioner’s life. It teaches coordination, flexibility, balance, speed, and endurance…and yes, after much practice it is possible to defend oneself with ease. What is the future? I will finish my twelve volumes of “Donny’s Unauthorized Technical Guide to Harley Davidson 1936-Present. I will go into the ring. The endurance, defensive skills, and lastly offence required combined with the mental ability to overcome extreme pressure to engage opponents of skill is something one must experience to understand. Anyone stepping through those ropes is a warrior. I want to revisit Everest. I will ride my Harleys. I will remarry in a few years or maybe not. Moreover, I am currently planning to take the time after my current legal battles to walk the medieval pilgrim’s trek from France through northern Spain. I may relocate to the Pacific coast in Mexico to write, ride and drink some cold beer. Of course, the workaholic will need to start a business also to keep me occupied.

 

However, after dealing with a very expensive months-long Preliminary Hearing, similar to a Grand Jury to see if there was evidence to take me to trial for my membership position in my bike club, I was committed for trial because of my personal belief system of being a man. I appealed to no avail. I will now begin a 5-month jury trial in late-2010. A targeted person in the judicial system is punished severely before a finding of innocence or guilt. There is a court imposed publication ban on this hearing so nothing else can be said at this point. Who does this protect? Surely, not me…let the chips fall where they may! Hopefully by the time Volume V: The Sportster: 1952 to Present goes to print, I will be able to talk about this persecution; oops, sorry that was a Freudian slip for prosecution. They try to take every form of creative endeavor I engage in but they can never take my writing from me. Hopefully, the pen proves stronger than the sword."

 

 

It's a battle Donny Petersen is confident he can win. "I'm not a criminal, never have been, never will be. So why should I be treated differently than anyone else?" he says. "I've never really cared what people thought about me because I am what I am. I'm proud of what I am."

 

Donny Petersen

 

Edited November 27, 2010 by Doc Loco