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Who Is My Brother

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Who is my Brother?

T his question has been put to our club a few times, and frankly, I find it humorous and annoying that people will attempt to interact with us, but then proceed to dictate their definitions of terms to us.  It gets a bit old, so before you make yourself look like an ass, read this. We have a motto: “Brothers in war. Brothers in peace.  Desert Era Veterans for Desert Era Veterans.”  We coined this motto for a reason, and it has a meaning to us.

If you don’t like our meaning, we’re not particularly concerned - it only goes to prove that:
YOU ARE NOT OUR BROTHER.

“Brothers in war. Brothers in peace.  Desert Era Veterans for Desert Era Veterans.”

 

Just because you have served your nation, that doesn’t make you our brother.

I don’t care if you served one day, or spent the last 40 years in service to our great nation – you are not our brother.  You may be the most decorated Soldier/Marine/Sailor/Airman in the service, but you are still not our brother!  I think I speak for the rest of the club when I say that we truly respect and admire your service, and we recognize that we can only exist as we do because of the sacrifices you’ve made.  However, although you’re someone we admire, your service simply makes us fellow Americans.

But, you are not our brother.  If you’re truly interested in being our brother, you need to go through the same process all of our brothers have gone through.  To assume you have a free ticket to our patch because of your service not only attempts to cheapen our patch, but indicates your complete misunderstanding of the concept of selfless service – you’re looking to profit from your sacrifice.  If this is the case, you’ll probably never be our brother.  Hell – just because you WANT to be a Marine, doesn’t mean you don’t have to go through boot camp!  There are plenty of organizations that will let you in simply because of your service.  The American Legion and the Veterans of Foreign Wars are just two of them.  Go whine on their door before you whine on ours.

For those who have spent some time in service, especially those who have gone to war together, the concept of brotherhood means something.  However, even in that environment, EVERY service member is not your brother.  Your brothers are limited to your unit, while everyone else is a fellow service member.  I have brothers in the service, and there are those in the service who, no matter what they do, will never be my brother.  That’s the way of it.

Likewise, in the Desert Knights, there are those who are my brother.  You can tell who they are because they wear my patch.  There are those who want to be my brother and are in the process of demonstrating their commitment to this brotherhood.  You can tell who they are because they wear a portion of my patch.  There are those who aren’t completely sure if they want to be my brother or not, but we’re mutually checking each other out.  You can tell who they are because they’re always around and may be helping out at some of our events.  Then there are the fucks who want a patch because they think they like what it stands for.  They don’t REALLY want to be my brother, they just want a patch.  You can tell who they are because they don’t have any part of my patch – instead they’re standing somewhere off to the side whining about their definition of brotherhood.


In the Desert Knights, there are those who are my brother. You can tell who they are because they wear my patch.

 

For those who think they “deserve” our patch as an application of their definition of brotherhood, I have a test for you.

Obviously, you won’t be able to actually take this test because it requires a third party to play a role.  However, I believe if you answer these questions honestly, you’ll see that you don’t really consider yourself our brother (Keep in mind, you have never met any of these guys before, and the conditions in the scenarios are EXACTLY as they exist in your life today):

  • It’s 2:30 in the morning and you hear a knock on your front door.  You tell your wife to stay in bed – you’ll handle it.  As you walk by your kids’ rooms, you take a peek to make sure they weren’t awakened by the knocking.  When you answer the door, there’s some guy, reeking of alcohol, telling you that his wife won’t let him in the house.  He says that he notices the military sticker on your windshield, and asks you if he can sleep on your sofa.  What do you do?  What if your wife says no – then what?  What if it’s a Desert Knight – will that change your decision?
  • You’re pumping gasoline into your motorcycle.  As your pumping, a Desert Knight rides up next to you, shuts off his bike, gets off, and opens his gas cap.  He then tells you to go ahead and fill his too, and then he walks away to use the restroom.  What do you do?  What if he’s not a Desert Knight, but when he’s walking away he says, “Oh yeah, I’m a veteran” – then what?
  • You’re sitting on your deck on a very pleasant Spring evening, enjoying a barbeque with your family.  You’ve invited the next door neighbors over to enjoy the feast and have a few beers.  Everything is going great when you hear the rumble of a motorcycle pulling into your driveway.  Before you can get up and see what’s going on, a biker walks through the side gate to your backyard and walks up to the deck where you are all sitting.  He doesn’t acknowledge anyone else, but when he approaches you, you can see the look of worry on his face.  He puts his arm on your shoulder, and steering you away, he asks you in hushed tones if he can borrow some money.  He’s in a bit of a bind and needs some cash.  He tells you that since you were both in Operation Iraqi Freedom, although different branches of service, he knew he could come to you as a brother.  What do you do?
  • It’s Christmas Day.  The whole family is gathered at your house to celebrate.  Since this will be the first time she has been able to spend Christmas with the entire family, your mother-in-law has made a special trip from out of town.  There’s a knock on the door.  As you open the door, in strides a biker who looks around the room and wishes everyone a Merry Christmas.  He then proceeds to tell you that his motorcycle won’t run, and he needs to borrow you and your truck to get it off the street – otherwise it will be towed in a few hours.  What do you do?
Well, “brother”, I think I know your answers to each of these scenarios: like me, you wouldn’t do a god-damned thing for the guy coming to you for help.  Why?  Because you don’t know him, and HE’S NOT YOUR BROTHER!  To you, he’s just some guy at your door.  Likewise, we don’t know YOU, and YOU’RE not our brother!

However, each one of these scenarios are nearly identical to situations that I have witnessed Desert Knights handle.  And, without a moment’s hesitation, they gave the aid to their brother.  Yeah, I think I’ll take my definition of brotherhood over yours any fucking day of the week.

If you have a problem with our definition of brotherhood, I don’t care.  As I said earlier, go whine on someone else’s doorstep.  You will NEVER be a part of us because you will NEVER understand us.  Join the veterans’ organization listed above, join HOG – hell, start your own club.  We don’t care.  Just don’t bother joining us.