Yes, my friends. There’s only room at the top for one. And that one just has to be the best. The toughest. The biggest. Every one else better step aside. A lot of folks didn’t and we all know what happened to them. Room at the top for just one. For the best.
That’s why the Ghouls rush in where all the other Angels fear to tread. And that includes the mythical Gerry and his equally non-existent band of Last Heroes. Or, should that be “Last Zeroes”? Looking like the inside of one of your worst nightmares, the Ghouls are the end. The ultimate. The very scariest.
Unique among outlaw gangs, they emphasise their topness by not messing around with women. At all. No mamas. No old ladies. Just each other and their hogs. And their president. No grey little nobody like Gerry Vinson. No dwarf on an ego-trip like Man Ritt of the Bloody Dead. But a big, big man like Evel Winter.
Shiny satin instead of blue denim. Eye-shadow and sequins instead of beards and filth. A soft voice that turneth on fear. A few years ago, brave men or fools would have called the Ghouls a camp of queers. Now, here and now, there isn’t anyone left who’s that brave – or that stupid.
Watch it you Angels. Evel Winters says that he’s the best and that the Ghouls are the best. He’s been saying that for weeks now and no one seems ready to contradict him. A few least no ordinary Skulls tried to beat them down, a few skulls got broken. At least no ordinary citizens for hurt. And that’s always been the concern of the “Leader”. Protect the ordinary, strengthen the faint-hearted, aid the afflicted.
Are you reading this, Gerry Vinson? If you can read! Evel says that you and your gang are yellow. Why don’t you come creeping out of those Welsh hills and let us know what you’ve got to say. Come on. Come On.net
Melvyn Molineux – ‘Daily Leader’. June 5th, 198–
Lawyer’s Comments:
Valentine: I think that your M.M. has really gone a bit far this time. He seems to be inciting warfare between two gangs of Hell’s Angels as well as libelling two of them. I must admit that I would doubt if either of them is likely to begin an action against the ‘Leader’, but do remember that the ‘Daily Leader’ ;is in the business of selling newspapers and not winning law suits.
I only hope that this character, Gerry doesn’t take M.M. at his word and come riding down to London breathing fire and vengeance. I suppose it might help to sell a few more copies, though. I just hope M.M. has some hefty life insurance.
I’d let it go through with some reservations. In any future articles on this subject I’d try and tone down the hectoring note of sensationalism a bit
Krepy, Shirer, Durst, Kyle and Moorehead.