99 percent of people that ride motorcycles that I have ever met are inconsiderate assholes. The crime is an easy point to bring up against them, but if you've ever had a neighbor that rode a motorcycle you don't need a whole lot of motivation to dislike them. I had a neighbor once with a loud ass bike. Everyone that lived around him complained about it (amongst loads of other bullshit) and he would always say something along the lines of "loud pipes save lives.” I'll preface this next part by saying I don't wish ill on anybody, and I don't take joy in the death of anyone. But fast forward a few months and the dumb sonovabitch rear ends a pickup while going 110 in a 35. Hate that he died but the neighborhood was so much better without him and his biker buddies around after that.
I ain't saying there aren't bikers that are decent people, but I can count the ones I've personally met on one hand.
As a vet, believe me you welcome the fucking bullets. I would rather be deployed than be in garrison. You have no idea how insufferable the bureaucratic bullshit in the military is. Im not downplaying the war part, but your mileage will vary with exposure to life threatening situations depending on where you get placed. You may land in an assignment that places you directly in harms way on a constant basis, you might never end up in a combat situation at all, or anything in-between. It's all luck of the draw, you don't pick your duty station. However the one constant thing you will find wherever you go is the most asinine frustrating circuitous bullshit that you have to deal with on a daily basis. The hoops you need to jump through for the most basic shit. The dumb old fucks that outrank you getting anal retentive about regulations that they've clearly never read. The ridiculous amount of busy work. So much bullshit. There were plenty of times when I was in that I WISHED someone would fucking shoot me.