If people continue to buy bikes, they will continue to be produced. A chicken + egg dynamic if you will. Governments won't voluntarily give up a revenue stream, no matter how minuscule. Bribing the burgeoning public sector or corporate overlords isn't cheap. Alcohol, then tobacco, then casinos, now sweet marijuana and in the future, competitive polygamy. The squidy squads wadding up their sportybikes on Youtube is merely taxable content, man, approved by bots as safe for advertisers. Diversionary fare keeps wreathed heads off metaphorical pikes, soooo, listen to the moto-industrie whisper: crois-moi, ma puce, tout ira bien. Speaking of the French, when will those gallic fellows start building motorcycles again? When the helmet laws crumble under the ripe accusations of racism, I like to think I would look pretty handsome puttering along on a REAL cafe racer, maroon beret at a jaunty angle (but not from a second hand store). Then I could justifiably flick half-smoked Gauloises at BMW riders who include "teutonic rocket" in a sentence. Not that it will do one bit of good, in this nation of branch plant managers and real estate miners. #inrebcomehome