There are those that pose. And there are those that don't. I was in Helen this weekend and had plenty of opportunity to watch the posefest, along with some that were probably not posing, rather on parole, or on their way. It struck me that there was almost a mandatory uniform. I like the bikes (HD). They're different than the FJR's inline motor, or BMW's flat twin, both of which I am quite fond of as well. I think it's the poser nation, and the fact that many (not all) who invest in an HD may be inexperienced riders, relatively speaking, that turns so many off to them. While they certainly make up a notable percentage of HD riders, it's important to note that those who let the bike define them (pirate clothing, mandatory snarl or grimace while riding, delusions of Sons of Anarchy) may not have a strong self-concept, and their "lifestyle change" upon purchasing the v-twin is probably not the only drift they suffer. Whether at a beer garden in Helen, or at a corner restaurant on the Wolf Pen Gap loop, I've had lots of opportunity to watch some seriously sketchy riders lately on the big iron (it just gets worse at low speed). But there are many who ride long and ride well. I know a number of folks who, aside from poor helmet choices, wouldn't think of dressing like a pirate, know how to put up big miles, and ride with skill. And their bike is a Harley. It takes all kinds. An affected scowl or a failure to wave doesn't bother me a bit. I'm still friendly and willing to help out riders like myself, regardless of what they ride. Scooters excepted, squids watched closely.