The Season of Our Discontent

Frank Rant

Tour de France drugs and drug witch hunts.  Baseball, record setters, and steroids.  Basketball, gambling referees, sex crazy players, and felons.  Football, dog fighting, steroids, and rich owners wanting the public to buy them new stadiums.  Auto racing,  cheating by teams, sanctioning bodies fighting over sponsorships.  Welcome to big time sports.  Welcome to mainstream, welcome to the wide world of …

Crashing

Frank Rant

Crashing, a subject near and un-dear to my heart.  In 21 years as a promoter I have literally seen it all.  I have seen it so many times that I am usually moving towards a crash before it happens.  You can almost always project a get-off by watching the tires, believe me it works.  It is difficult to teach because …

Safety

Frank Rant

Since I’ve gotten a pretty good response to my rant I will continue for now.  If you guys get sick of it let me know.  Back in 1979 I was racing with a group of friends, we were all close in age, had the same interests and loved motocross. Of course back in 79 I was 175lbs., and had long …

Loyalty

Frank Rant

Loyalty.  It has always been very important to me.  And loyalty  must be earned.  For almost 21 years I have promoted motocross races the very best way I know how.  I have poured my heart and soul and most of my 401K into REM.  I can name every sponsor we have ever had.  And every company that was a dick …

Noise

Frank Rant

My Rant Noise, and lots of it. As a promoter for nearly 21 years and a racer for 36, I feel I can speak with some authority on this subject. The noise from the race track today will make your ears bleed. Don’t get me wrong, I love four strokes.  Actually I love motorcycles 2 or 4 stroke, and I …

The Nice Thing About Having Your Own Website

Frank Rant

One of the nice things about having your own website is that you can put up whatever you want, I am going to start doing that with what I hope is a weekly addition to the REM webpage. Lets just say it is going to be a politically incorrect version of “Jody’s Box”. I am frequently greeted with “why don’t …