It's just sad - Ironic is when a bunch of PETA-types try to liberate hogs in Germany, and in the ensuing rush to freedom, are trampled and mutilated by the hogs.
My wife did point out this article to me this a.m. I confess to occasionally riding w/o the bucket, short ride to the store, and occasionally feel the need to go buck-nekkid from the neck up on the interstate. To me, hitting pavement at 75-85 mph ensures: 1. No half-a$$ed exit from this earthly realm, and the subsequent medical bills my family would have to deal with, and 2. Makes sure no one goes behind my back and counters my request for "cremation has already taken place, no services will be held."
