There are as many body types of motorcycles as breeds of dog; big ones and small ones, low and tall, the rat hunters and the beast-slayers. The metaphor comes to mind with the latest from Confederate, the G2 P51 Combat Fighter, a bulldog of epic proportions. It's stoutly built, exuding a muscular power; an all-dude machine, the Rambo of motorcycles. Like that steroidal action hero, Confederate's punchy prose is ideologically confusing; "For a quarter of a century, we have executed against a clear and transparent vision; create the metaphor for American rebellion in the form of the motorcycle. We know that the rebel says No; No to stasis, what is established, what is known to be true and which is not, corruption, poverty, red tape, deceit, dishonesty, greed, and power. We know that power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely." Neatly contradicting itself, the Fighter is also described as "absolute power. It is pure irony in the palm of your right hand." Indeed.