What Happens When You Leave The Hells Angels?

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The Hells Angels is arguably the most infamous motorcycle club in the world. Even those people who've never seen a member in person can conjure up some well-known myths about the famous club. But when it comes to the facts of the matter, the fiction is much better known. What happens to members who want to hang up their leather jacket and motorcycle and retire to a less noisy activity? Is there any way to leave the club safely or is the whole concept of the organization as a lawless criminal underground all a bit overblown? Here's what happens when you leave the Hells Angels.

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What do you think of the Hells Angels?

GrungeHQ
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Although I'm not a member of a Motorcycle Club, There is a saying that I can relate to, "when we do good, nobody remembers, when we do bad, nobody forgets." Thanks for posting. 👍

josephpacchetti
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A man walked into a bar frequented by Hells Angels. A prospect took the opportunity to show how tough he was and started picking on him. Everyone else just watched as the prospect took the man's beer, drank most of it and poured the rest over the man's head. The man just got up and left. The prospect was full of himself yelling, " Asshole aint got no guts ! ". Barman says, " He caint drive fer shit neither. He just ran over all yer motorsickles with his 18 wheeler. "

louisavondart
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For a lifestyle that promotes no rules, there's sure a lot of rules.😂

nathueil
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I grew up in Ventura (on the avenue as we called it) in the 60s and 70s. As intimidating as the Angels are and were then, they were also gentlemen to civilians. Limitations. Boundaries. Respect. I miss those days.

whatsreal
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I think the same thing for many of the old MC's - many of them were established by war vets, particularly Vietnam vets who returned home feeling as though they didn't fit in. Their experiences irrevocably changed them. They sought out people who were the same, and with the popularity of motorcycles rising, as well as the freedom the open road gives, found their sense of freedom and belonging in it. Quite pure almost, and fulfilling a need that we all have for community and identity.

What they became is something else entirely. I do believe they started out as brotherhood's and surrogate families, they are now simply criminal enterprises using their pasts as legitimacy.

martyjohnstone
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I once asked one of my biker friends why he was not in a club, his reply: do I look like the kind of man that needs an a-hole to tell me when it's time to party?
Great answer!

gunskeepmefree
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i have a few in my family and i can confirm you can retire from the club on good terms. especially after you have dedicated 30+ years to the club. they are still allowed to wear the official clothing but not the vest and patch. once you have given that much time to the club, they kind of understand. you want to relax and move on and not focus on the club first before family because for X amount of years the club came first. my uncle wasnt even there at the hospital when my cousin was born because he had club business.

jaypaxton
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Me and some other Marines used to drink at a biker bar in Cali. They were all 1%s but honestly never once had an issue there or saw anything get out of hand. Some of them would bull shot with us and some wouldn’t just depended who it was. But they would always have a lighter if you needed one or would let ya past them if you said excuse me can I get through or whatever. Then again we loved that bar so we were generally always on our best behavior. I’m not claiming to be friends with any of them, just drank with em sometimes and they’d tel cool stories and we’d tell ours. Good times.

bertellijustin
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My wife step dad was a 6'6 biker type, everyone in the neighborhood warned me to stay away from his daughter. But she was so beautiful, I ignore them all and eventually we got married. He was a ok guy if he was not drinking. The stories i have would make your hair stand on end. One story, we were camping at Modesto reservoir, in the middle of the night, me and her were sound asleep, in the back of my pickup truck, i woke up because he was pounding on my stomach yelling "wake up i want some one to drink with", lol. I was a tough kid not scared of anyone back then. Never thought i would live past 30.
Now i am 66.

robertmccully
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Motorcycle gangs always remind me of children riding around on bicycles thinking they are important.

happy_go_lucky_arts
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I've known one patched angel and 3 unpatched debt collectors. None had the guts to EVER pop off to ANYONE while alone. And I've known them all for at least 25 yrs. The patched member is about 5'8" and never said a word without muscle present. He's a known fentynal distributor and an absolute physical feather.
The other 3 are now fatter than lard itself and still won't say a word if they're alone.
What an example of toughness.

seanmurphy
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Quick summary : "How low is your self-esteem ?"
"I play with my friends in a MC club"
"I

konstantinospetrakis
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Correct me if I am wrong but I had a good buddy who had close ties with a club and he told me so long as you're on good terms with them you are allowed to retire after an extended period of time.

heatpete
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You can check out any time you like but you can never leave.

banjopete
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my former step father was a Patched member of a Sydney Chapter in the late 70s and early 80s. He left the club after they threw him under the bus on a murder charge ( which was self defence in a fight) he spent 5 years in prison and was abandoned by the club. he was a hard man, but when he would think back on it he was visibly broken still.

houseoftravers
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Back in the early 2000s I read an interesting artical about a man who left the Hells and became a Buddist monk. "It's not that strange really. If you look at history some of the most inspiring religious figures were some really rough people in their past."

josephfrechette
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As a former member, I joined because my wife's father was the president of the Missouri chapter. When she left me (lots of mental health issues on her part). I told my brothers and sisters that while I still hold them all dearly in my heart, the memories of her were too painful. They gave me a send off that will last a lifetime, we drank, we smoked, we rode for 120 miles together. The guys I was closest to are still my best friends, I'll ride with them occasionally and they promised that they would always have my back. I'm just not allowed to attend their gatherings specific to members only, I'm not allowed to wear the colors or my vest, even when we ride together. Honestly, HA gets a bad reputation from a handful of rowdy members which unfortunately reflects back onto the club as a whole.

robertkennelly
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I knew an expat hold of from Switzerland.
He had no teeth all of his tattoos were done in jail, By him self .
He showed me the picture of the bar of gold it cost him and photos of back on the day on Polaroid and he had to leave the country.
When he got here Australia, David Tahoe
Hells angels Sargent in arms offered him a Harley and to re patch in Aus.
But he said no and everything was ok with the angles ..
Got married and I lived with him for 5 months, was an honest guy miss ya Ron 💪

oztrekgelsoft
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I’ve met some Angels. They’re not all bad. Most really stick by their code and help people. There are always a handful of troublemakers & you can usually see them coming a mile away. I have run across a couple people who said they were allowed to leave on good terms.

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