Biker Gang Book, Redux

Bill Queen spent two years infiltrating the Mongols motorcycle club for the ATF. As a
story in this morning’s WaPo points out, bikers like publicity, even if it involves them going to jail.

While his former Mongol associates were still in prison, Queen retired from the ATF and published a book about his adventures called “Under and Alone: The True Story of the Undercover Agent Who Infiltrated America’s Most Violent Outlaw Motorcycle Gang.” It reached bestseller lists this summer.

The book describes the Mongols as the worst of the worst — beer-breathed, meth-snorting, misogynist marauders who lived by a code of fierce loyalty to their brothers — and to hell with the rest. Their motto: “Respect few, fear none.” In the book, Queen’s chief antagonist is none other than Red Dog.

Guess what? The Mongols dug the book, or at least parts of it. “I hear they were overjoyed,” Queen says. “The more violent and hard and mean you call them, the happier they are.”

In the end, biker gangs are not the menace they’re made out to be by the fear mongers in the media, and certainly not worthy of the kind of effort that the ATF put into busting them. Despite that, people are still intrigued by the mystery of the outlaw, even if the outlaw is a dirty, meth-addled, misogynist loser.

For my money, Hunter S. Thompson’s Hell’s Angels remains the definitive classic of the genre.

Yours truly,
Mr. X

…get your motor running…

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  1. johnny law on October 18, 2005 at 3:29 PM

    When I get my motorcycle license, I’m joining the Hell’s Satans.

  2. Anonymous on October 18, 2005 at 3:37 PM

    And about outlaws:
    Tom Robbins’ “Still Life with Woodpecker”

    Jim

  3. Boozie on October 18, 2005 at 4:38 PM

    I’m a card-holding member of the Satan’s Helpers.

  4. bryanyukio on October 19, 2005 at 4:36 PM

    beer and meth. sure beats the heck out of hassling shopkeepers. OH and glad you enjoyed Baltimore. As for what you should “Believe” in? Well – believe you will catch something if you spend enough time in Baltimore.

  5. BB on December 12, 2005 at 7:48 PM

    Gang Rapes? thats bullshit, Every girl I met was there at clubhouse on there own free will and if not willing there was always a door to walk out. Don’t let the door hit ya where the Good Loard split ya.

  6. Woutlawsg_ride on December 12, 2005 at 8:36 PM

    I remember my biggest thrill was at the SF. clubhouse and having sex on the pool table. ” TALK TO ME BABY ”

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