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History & By Laws
The Weasels A Society of Temporarily Useless, Pissed Idiots and Drunks (S.T.U.P.I.D.)
Part
I Intro As of this writing, which is being written today, it being December 1st, 1996, also known as the
first day of the twelfth month in the year of our lord nineteen-ninety-six (Jewish and Chinese Weasels may figure their own
dates), Weasels have proliferated throughout the land so profusely that they have become more of a pest than the wholesome
entity they originally were intended to convey. Although The Weasels were originally founded with the idea that rules are
for morons, too many morons have become Weasels, necessitating rules and bylaws and, in effect, negating the entire purpose
of The Weasels. Be this as it may, I, Red Baron (aka Kai Raecke, Intergalactic Editor of Easyriders Magazine), have bestowed
upon myself the heavy task of creating these rules and bylaws, after having conferred with a majority Weasels (or at least
one, which ever may have come first) of other Founding Weasels, henceforth known as The Grand Weasels. Therefore I, Red Baron
(aka R.K., I.E. of ER), being of half ways sound body and mind and not too drunk at this time, hereby decree the following
rules and bylaws in the name of The Original Weasels (henceforth known as The Really Grand Weasels), with the majority vote
of at least one other Grand Weasel implied and enacted.
But first, something important:
Part II A History
-- brief version There have been Weasels.
And now, something even more important:
Part III A History
-- the long version The Society of the Weasels (S.T.U.P.I.D.) was founded, if memory serves me right, around the 30th of
February, 1994 or 3. The Original Weasels (henceforth known as The Damn Grand Weasels) consisted of nine or ten or twelve
or so frustrated and drunken editors a-editing, scribes a-scribing and other associates a-associating for and with Easyriders
Magazine and its sister publications (such as Biker, In the Wind, and VQ). To name these Original Weasels (henceforth known
as The Grand Fucking Weasels) is impossible, as they are “Mossburger” Bob Cain, Gregg “Speed” Daniel,
“Chicago” Frank Fittanto, Kit “I'm not the Devil” Maira, Dave "Phantom" Nichols, John “Commodore”
Nielsen, Kim "Bomber" Peterson, Kai “Red Baron” Raecke, "Clean" Dean Shawler, Steve “Beatnik” Werner,
“Rocket” Roger Winter, and Dave “Big Dave” Withrow. Sitting at Casa Rea, the Original Watering
Hole of The Original Weasels (henceforth known as The Damn Grand Fucking Weasels), this above-mentioned group came up with
what they thought was an antidote to an admittedly and thusly perceived uppity and snobbish club called The Hamsters (those
in the know will know). The Weasels, by their very nature, have no money, ride shitty bikes, drink cheap beer, and only wanna
have fun that doesn't cost a lot of money. One might say, in general terms, it was a direct outgrowth of the dismal pay conditions
the Original Weasels (henceforth known as The Really Grand Fucking Weasels) experienced at the hands of their employer, as
well as the constant confrontation with super-expensive bikes with lots of bolt-on accessories and high-tech goodies belonging
to lesser rodents, the ability of others to produce aesthetically and technically pleasing bikes, the inability of The Original
Weasels (henceforth and for the last time known as The Motherfucking Grand Weasels) to do likewise, and the specific jealousy
stemming from these self-evident reasons. Since their inception, The Grand Weasels have spawned numerous outgrowths worldwide
and have multiplied so prolifically, that now these newer Weasels, or Follower Weasels (aka Follo-Weas) have looked up to
the Grand Weasels imploringly and asked, nay begged for guidance in the form of rules and bylaws. After long deliberation,
much libation, against our better judgement, it being no better than none, and after repeatedly coming to the conclusion that
rules are for morons and bylaws not much better than in-laws, we the Grand Weasels have decreed the following section of Rules
And Bylaws.
And now the really important part:
Part IV Rules 1. There are no rules 2. There are only
those rules that are written on these pages. 3. If other rules are deemed necessary for the future existence of The Weasels
as a whole, refer to Rule No.1. 4. If Rule No. 1. does not apply, refer to Rule No. 2 or No. 4, unless Rule No. 3 suffices,
in which case all other Rules are null and void. 5) There is no Rule No. 5.
And now the really really important
part:
Part V Bylaws A) General 1. There are only thirteen or so Grand Weasels (see Part III, History -- the
long version, above). They are life-long members of The Weasels without possibility of parole. They may denounce their membership
in front of others, but they are still Grand Weasels, until death or wife do them part, both being the best antidotes to fun
known to man. 2. All other Weasels are Follower Weasels (henceforth known as Follo-Weas) and can lose their Weasel birth-right
and membership at any time and for any reason not deemed worthy a Weasel by either a majority vote of Grand Weasels or a junta
of lesser Weasels, after securing their authority from a majority of the Grand Weasels, if possible, but not exclusively. 3.
As a member of The Weasels, you are a figment of your own imagination.
B) Specific 1. Being a Weasel is not an honor
bestowed upon anyone. 2. Being a Weasel guarantees you nothing but an orange T-shirt, which still needs to be paid for. 3.
Being a Weasel implies no recognition among other clubs or organizations as such. The Weasels are a loosely structured, haphazardly
thrown together conglomeration of societal misfits and pranksters who like to party and get shitfaced. This is the only purpose
of The Weasels. 4. Being a Weasel means never having to say you're sorry.
And now, something you all have been waiting
for:
Part VI Membership Rules As this is a chapter of Weaseldom which seems to cause the most problems and consternation,
we have decided to dedicate a whole Part (Part VI, this one) to it.
Subpart A: Entering Weaseldom Anyone may
become a Weasel, as long as he is deemed worthy of the cause by at least five other Follo-Weas or two Grand Weasels, unless
he is such a worthy human being that no Weasel or even Grand Weasel could surpass his worthiness, in which case he is too
worthy to be a Weasel and thus not acceptable as a member.
Subpart B: Ejection from Weaseldom Anyone (with the
exception of the Grand Weasels) may be ejected from the Glorious Empire of the Weasels if: a) The Grand Weasels say so
(singly or in unison). b) A junta of at least three Follo-Weas decide upon it. c) The Weasel in question shows up at
a Weasel gathering on a Jap bike. d) The Weasel in question behaves highly un-Weasel-like (see bylaw c, Subpart A, Part
VI of the Weasel Bylaws, e.g.) e) One or two Follo-Weas want to get rid of someone, in which case he or they need the vote
of at least another Follo-Wee or the counsel and authorization of the Grand Weasels (singly or in unison).
And now
something extremely important:
Part VII Weaselettes
Subpart A: Weaselettes, or the female version/lay/object
of desire/etc. of a Weasel is always a welcome sight, and there are never enough Weaselettes. Although the Original Weaselettes,
the Grand Dames of Weaseldom, have long since passed into history and their names become part of Weasel lore, no one remembers
their names, only their faces and bodies still linger in our memories. A single rule pertains to the subject Weaselettes:
If they're able-bodied and willing, let's have them. Subpart B: Weaselettes, as described above, are to be treated as
equal members of our society (S.T.U.P.I.D.). Therefore, they have no rights and may lay no claim to such. They may lay, however,
any Weasel they like, as described in Part V, Subpart B, bylaw No. 4. A Weaselette’s only purpose is to provide pleasant
surroundings at any Weasel gathering and comfort the wounded and dying.
But wait, there's more:
Part VIII New
Chapters Unlike most intelligent books, this little volume is written in parts only and therefore has no chapters.
And
for your added illumination:
Part IX Authorization & Enactment of Weasel-Rules and Bylaws This authorization
and enactment of The Weasels Rules an Bylaws is made valid by the signature of a majority of Grand Weasels (or the ones available
at the time), attached below. These are the Ten Commandments of Weaseldom and are to be obeyed as such. Any infraction of
above described and outlined rules and bylaws will be punished severely and may result in the exclusion from the Glorious
Empire of Weaseldom.
And now, for the Grand Finale:
Part X Copyright and Patent rules The Weasels is an
official society (S.T.U.P.I.D.) and as such implies all legal and illegal ramifications. The Weaselsİ is a registered trademark
and may not be copied, published or otherwise proliferated without the consent of The Grand Weasels. Patent pending.
Signed: The
Grand Weasels
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