Kiss kiss, bye-bye Remembering Pauline Kael. Relinquishing fundamental freedoms is a slippery slope. A photographer captures the rides, rituals and rowdiness of New York's African-American motorcycle clubs. The bikers are also, of course, fascinated by motorcycles, as is Dixon. What I have photographed is in many ways the best of what we were when we were just being ourselves.
Natural forces are at work.
Well now I'm fucked.