Lecturing relative getting on my last nerve

I'll be 67 years old in a few days. I've been riding for 50 of those years and like to think I've got it fairly well figured out.

I'd rather die at 67 splattered all over the front of a dump truck than live to 90 with the last 10 or 15 years as a drooling vegetable in a nursing home.

Of course, the PLAN is to go for a ride on my 90th birthday...:bike:
 
The main thing is you need to do SOMETHING about this, no matter what "it" is, it will get it off your mental "burr under the saddle" list, this sore is festering.......
Hint; ask him about accident chains in aviation, shmooze him til he gives some examples that he "caught in time" then smile and say " I had no idea how close to disaster" "safe" commercial flying can be! Then exit the area. Leave no hint about his harangues bothering you, it may take a day or two, but he'll catch on.
 
Hi Mailman,
thing is, travelling in a commercial aircraft has been statistically proven to be the world's safest way to go somewhere but motorcycles, not so much.
But still we happily ride those marvellous machines every chance we get!
Just perhaps your relative should have the good manners not to prate on about motorcycle safety at family gatherings.
Similarly, as it's the one filthy habit I never took up and because I reckon my Dad's pack a day habit took ten years off his life
I consider a cigarette to be a thing with "a fire on the one end and a fool on the other" and I find it hard not to mention that
"a man is a monkey with one in his face" when I see someone smoking.
 
A lot of airline captains came out of military service.

Now, there's a safe environment.

But, those guys have received training far superior to their civilian counterparts. There appears to be a "judgement shortcoming" in the civilian-trained pilots.

How would passengers react if the training and experience backround of their flight's captain was prominently posted?
 
Anyone who has been riding motorcycles for any length of time has run into somebody like this.
Last weekend I attended a little family birthday gathering for my mothers birthday. There is a distant inlaw of mine, who's orbit only intersects mine once every few years, who pulls this same routine every time I see him. I even told my wife before we got there that he would do this.
While sitting at a table in a restaurant with my family around me , he poses the question.
" Bob, you still got your motorcycle?" ( He damn well knows I do. ) I hold up two fingers and say "Two of them." No smile on my face because I know what's coming. Then he says " Oh...hmmm, I see."
He then try's his best to look sad and gives me the disappointed head shake.
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He then reels off a couple stories of someone ( he knew personally of course! ) that got killed or maimed while riding a motorcycle. This guy is a retired airline captain and the family just thinks he's the smartest most wonderful guy. And I always bite my toungue and just let it pass, not wishing to cause an argument or make a scene. I have tried to explain that I am a careful rider and wear protective gear, but it doesn't deter him. He then turns his attention to my wife and says "Do you ride with him?" She says yes. And a new round of disappointed head shaking begins.
I told my wife afterword that I'm always tempted to ask him if he has heard about the thousands of people that have plunged to a fiery death aboard commercial airlines jets?
But I'm REALLY trying to be the better person. :mad:


Hey Bob,

Why don't you remind Captain Fantastic that, "riding a motorcycle is the best enjoyment you can get without removing your trousers!!!"

GW

P.S. also that an aircraft is just a vibration looking for somewhere to crash.
 
might find some ammo here: https://asrs.arc.nasa.gov/publications/callback.html
The feds have an ollie ollie oxen free rule; if you report infractions with full details, that you haven't been cited for (yet) they will not prosecute them. The idea is that learning what things go wrong in the real world help them ID and fix areas that are ripe for future trouble.
The reports make for very interesting reading.
 
Turn it around. Ask him what the heck he's so afraid of. Just explain to him that you don't go through life living like a coward who's afraid of everything. Before he starts in on you, you could beat him to the punch. Like "so chicken sh*t. Are you still afraid of motorcycles? I have an extra one, I can teach you how to do it"
 
Afraid of motorcycles? I worked at the POST OFFICE for 30 years NOTHING scares me.
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The position I just left, I had a coworker that was a poster boy for going postal. A former special forces soldier with PTSD, big time anger issues, constantly in trouble with police, always carried guns, was routinely sent home from work for causing a disturbance. Me and my co workers actually used to have conversations about escape routes from the building. He’d be the guy that would do something horrendous and later everyone would say, “ Why didn’t they do anything about him earlier?”
 
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The position I just left, I had a coworker that was a poster boy for going postal. A former special forces soldier with PTSD, big time anger issues, constantly in trouble with police, always carried guns, was routinely sent home from work for causing a disturbance. Me and my co workers actually used to have conversations about escape routes from the building. He’d be the guy that would do something horrendous and later everyone would say, “ Why didn’t they do anything about him earlier?”

Hi Mailman,
perhaps the USPS could use Japanese style "Stress release therapy" rooms in their establishments?
A TV clip showed a room that had a life-sized manikin dressed in a smart suit and a baseball bat.
Stressed out employees could use the bat to beat the crap out of the "bosses" effigy until they felt better.
That manikin had been beaten enough that it's 2 x 4 frame could be seen.
 
They met (and relieved) a rural carrier from the route, sent her for evaluation. Had a Post Master escorted from the building and she was never seen at the PO again. We had 8 city and 8 rural routes Can't imagine life in a large office.
 
When Captain Peachfuzz starts his shit, you might try setting him up. Smile gently, look him in the eye, and say something like this, in a very compassionate tone, as though you were trying to calm some crazy who'd lost it: "You know, Captain, we've all heard your views on this before, so unless you're getting something out of stating them again, why don't we change the subject?" And keep smiling, especially if he starts defending his behavior and making more of an ass of himself. If he tries to get you to react or respond, don't. Just shake your head and keep smiling.
 
Cap'n Peachfuzz. Love it! :laughing:.
He's likely jealous. While taking my bike to work this year, there was more than one occasion when I was a couple streets away from the office and literally felt completely at peace while driving down this nicely paved very low traffic road. Jut enjoying the sound and the scenery. I have yet to feel that while in my car.
 
I work for a (THE) big telephone company. We have a group at our garage that call themselves the "Sons of Malarchy". Their only requirement for membership (besides riding a motorcycle), is the ability to eat everything (like, EVERYTHING) at a breakfast buffet. They've been thrown out of a few local joints. Not for their appearance or demeanor, but for eating everything on the buffet. "Clean 'em out, and let's ride!"
 
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