Hey, a real live Sons of Anarchy logo! (Courtesy of Northwest Harley Blog)
Faithful readers will remember that after last week's gratuitious and nonsensical foray into vigilante justice, we were ready to give up on Sons of Anarchy,
which had started out with some promise, perhaps even a few literary
and sociological aspirations, but rapidly devolved into senseless
fights and gross mantalk. Well, they still got the gross mantalk -- you
don't receive oral pleasure from Latinas in this world; you
"throatsquirt a couple of brownies" or something -- but the sex and
violence last night (and there was a bit) was so deeply ingrained with
the laws and bylaws of motorcycle clubs -- their territories, their
customs, their hierarchies -- that we were fascinated.
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