At a time when many outlaws were learning the importance of playing by the rules- which is to say cleaning up, washing your hair, and leaving the leather and chains at home when they went to court- and at least one big outlaw club was forbidding its members from wearing swastikas in an effort to clean up its public image- Chuck Ginder refused to be intimidated by any of this and decided to take his club out as the last true outlaws.
He told us that putting on citizen clothes and playing by their rules was a sign of submission, and that was not what outlaws were all about. When the trial opened, he marched his club into the courtroom, decked out in chrome chains, black leather jackets, beards, earrings, long hair, and swastikas. And there he stood glaring at the judge and jury, defying them to convict him.
Again, this is what the old outlaws meant by "true class". As I pointed out earlier, the Mennonite martyr Simon de Kramer was executed in the Netherlands when he refused to bend his knee and genuflect before a Spanish bishop who, in a lavish display of piety, was carrying a consecrated host through the marketplace in Bergen op Zoom. Whether we look at Simon swinging on the gallows for refusing to genuflect in the Netherlands, Lucifer getting cast into Hell for refusing to kneel before the throne of God in Heaven, or Skip, Chuck, and the whole crew getting carted off to jail for refusing to kowtow before judge and jury in Berks County, Pennsylvania, it is all the same colossal chutzpah that makes real outlaws what they are.
Riding On The Edge John Hall pp278-9