These guys solve crimes in the LES like: who did all the blow and what the fuck happened to Natasha Lyonne (seriously, is she even still alive)? Comments/Enlarge |
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We make fun of jocks for being all about beer but what about the fuckers whose entire persona revolves around the fact that they may enjoy the odd joint? Comments/Enlarge |
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Either yogurt kills testosterone or people with testosterone deficiencies love yogurt but both yogurt and this guy have got to go. Look how frail he is, hiding behind that tree so it’s not so windy. Even Asian babies think he’s a pussy. Comments/Enlarge |
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I RIDE WITH JESUS
Photos by Magnus Westerborn
The first time I met Preacher Mike and the Christian Crusaders was at the annual motorcycle meeting in Sturgis, South Dakota. Someone gave me an invitation to a Christian revival meeting for bikers. It sounded odd to me so I decided to go. When I got there they were singing along to Bob Dylan’s “Serve Somebody” and waving their tattooed arms with their fingers pointing towards the sky. Preacher Mike told me that in the past his bike had packed everything from drugs to guns but now it was packing bibles. I gained their trust and followed them for a few years, depicting their lives until Preacher Mike passed away. The images are from Magnus Westerborn’s book Bikeriders For Jesus (fotografwesterborn.com)
