Brand New 11/30/02 Valentines Albany, NY (by catherinemustdie)
Okay, here’s something I’ve been getting a lot of flak from as of recently that I need to respond to somewhere. Tumblr seems to get the job done:
"Fraternities are just like buying your friends"
Let me correct everyone that is jaded enough to ever say that by replying,
"Great organizations promote genuine friendship, and great organizations are maintained through the sweat, blood, tears, and (yes) money of its members"
There is no denying it’s a hefty cost to pay, but its rewards are leaps and bounds beyond its costs. For one, I do not pay for my friends. My “friends” do not see a dollar from my pocket lest I’m buying them Taco Bell on a Friday night. I pay for a house mortgage, I pay for insurance, I pay for property taxes, utilities, and every other fee that is required for an organization not only to thrive, but to even exist.
Now, what is much more telling (and much often left out of that initial quote) is the plethora of benefits I receive. Do I get to go to cool parties? Sure. That’s what people know about. That’s where the “frat” label comes from, the truth behind the stereotype, but let me enlighten you: I went from being lost and alone on a college campus to finding nearly 90 men who would sacrifice any party and any social status for my well being. These are men who have and will continue to accompany me to the funerals of those I have cared about and lost, those who have stayed up with me for hours and hours on end into the night to provide me with strong arms, true hearts upon which to rest, and tender sympathies which to draw consolation from the past, comfort for the present, and hope for the future. These are men who ask me the status of my well being before ever asking me how “fucked up” I got last weekend, because that’s the falsehood behind the stereotype.
These are men I hope to see standing beside me on my wedding day, these are men I hope to laugh and share memories with throughout my youth, manhood, and old age, and these are men that I know will stand before those who mourn my death and celebrate the life we have shared together.
Do you have that? If you don’t, I encourage you to go and seek it, for there has been nothing more rewarding in my life than the company of genuine brotherhood.
Most importantly, if you ever think I buy my friends, and there is no possibly way to convince you otherwise, know that there is nothing more worthy nor anything as priceless as the bond of true friendship.
Done by Corey Popp at Time Piece Tattoos in Panama City, Florida