Tubetwang wrote:outlaw=old harley or better (indian)
60'=triumph,bsa or better (norton)
not POSING but TRAVELING around the WORLD=BMW
Outlaw = Harley.  All the real outlaws sold their Indians to bucks-up collectors when the prices went outta sight.
Street cred means you have an old Pan or a Shovel tucked away in the basement.  Knuckles are in the bucks up category.  Last time I was out in Sonoma tryin' to find the 101 there was a whole line of pristine Knuckles lined up in front of some upscale wine bar.  Knuckles went the way of the Indian, sold to the highest bidder when the prices went up.
Triumph, BSA or Norton:  ROCKERS.  Or build a Triton.  If you have the bucks buy a Vincent.  Park the Vincent next to your Knuckle and your Indian.
BSA:  Best Brit from the '50s.
Triumph:  Best Brit from the '60s.
Norton:  Best Brit from the '70s.
My "combat" spec '73 Commando only lasted a couple minutes.  That was typical for those bikes.
Might as well go Italian and buy a '70s Laverda SF.  More fun than a Commando and it won't blow up.  All you need to do is get your head around that oversized Honda Dream engine!
Travelling around the world and posing:  BMW!  
 
The old ones are cool but the news ones are a two wheeled Mercedes.  "Upscale bike" is a mixed metaphor.
A couple Brits from Reading broke down a mile from my house a while back, he was riding an old Trident and she was riding an EX500.  Of course it was the Trident that broke!  As I remember some hardware got loose in the primary case and jammed between the primary chain and the clutch sprocket, it broke a couple teeth on the sprocket.  Jammed up the works, the bike wouldn't turn over on the kicker.  Easy fix, pop off the primary cover, remove the hardware and move on.  Except the hardware had some essential function, I forget what and it came out because it was metric thread stuffed into a standard threaded hole.
ANYWAY they get the Big Balls award, touring North America on an old Trident and an undersized sport bike.  They were taking their time, they'd been to Laconia and were making their way towards Sturgis.  I don't remember their names but I remember their bikes.