Metaphor Via Ratbike.org
If you’re not a motorcyclist the use of the Rat Bike as a metaphor for our state may be obscure.
At many major bike rallies a prize will be given to the worst looking, most cobbled together, leakiest, duct-taped, smokiest, ill-running motorcycle that managed to rattle to the rally.
The proud owner of this beast boasts of his accomplishments…the ‘rattle-can’ paint job, the mis-matched parts from other brands of motorcycles, and the message on his tank: “Chrome Don’t Get You Home.” But neither, often, does the rat bike.
What drives the rat-biker is the desire to maintain his old scoot as cheaply as possible, even if he has to put up with balding tires, dangerous brakes, and questionable handling.
All of us, in Arizona, are owners of our rat-bike state. Like the the biker dude at the rally we would rather put up with the inconveniences and possible long-term consequences of rat-bike-hood than pay for anything better.
Raise taxes? God forbid. So we elect rat-bike legislators who are committed to tax loopholes that drain the treasury and support our steadfast refusal to pay for anything better.
Nice bike, bro!