Once in a while you will hear of a story about how some white person from a wealthy nation decided to drop the western way of life and join an Islamic terrorist group. This kind of person sounds like a crazy person to most people. We often define ‘crazy’ as something that we could never imagine ourselves doing. We also use ‘crazy’ negatively to feel a position of righteousness. The news people will list off the reasons on why someone from an industrialized developed country would be attracted to such a life. It’s humbling to realize that what you once thought was extremely crazy is now understandable. Shit, that’s how I feel.
– Losing your way
– No desire to live the typical western way of life
– No one to care for
– Lack of purpose
– Loss of identity
Something like that anyway. I like what ISIS and their other branches have to offer but I just can’t get behind what they believe. As much as I am searching for a purpose and want 63 or however many virgins, I think I’m too rational to be that extreme. I wouldn’t have even thought of the idea of joining ISIS if the motorcycle gangs offered membership to non-whites. I guess the Islamic extremists are more evolved than those hog riding hairy chested whiteboys. Whatever. I’m too much of a runt and pussy to ride with them anyway. I’m sure a prerequisite is to be able to drink a 6 pack in 2 hours which I can’t do. Plus it’s very doubtful that there are any virgins available.
I like the brotherhood and code that was depicted in the show Sons of Anarchy. Everything and everyone took a backseat to the club. Without the loyalty and code, everyone is just out for themselves no matter what they would have you believe. I’d start an Asian motorcycle club but it would be so laughable. No one is going to respect a bunch of guys whose feet dangle in the air when trying to mount their motorcycle.