Still not liking Harley Davidson-Days

Friday evening is never quiet in St. Pauli. However, around 20:00 I watched from my balcony some police cars stopping at the crossroad Simon-von-Utrecht with Hein-Hoyer and more than a couple of policemen bullying ciclists, which apparently were demonstrating. I´ve got really curious so I ´ve gone down for a walk to check what was going on. To my surprise the Harley Davidson Days have taken over the Reeperbahn. Were they not supposed to be somewhere else where they are not f*** around?  Harley Davidson Days means in other words Hell on Dearth: tetosterone and silicone. The mediocracy of middle class, middle aged white collar wankers with ageless silicone tarts. Whilst this tsumani of bad taste and pollution has taken over the Reeperbahn, hamburger policemen don´t have anything better to do than to stop cliclists. Are we all gone nuts?

Beautiful pictures and opinions for and against the Harley Davidson Days are to be found in a hamburger yellow press newspaper :Mopo: harley-days 
or in the event web page Hamburg Harley Days