My Property Patch | Sherrie Lord
My Property Patch
Sep / 30 / 2009
The world of outlaw motorcycle clubs is a
patriarchal society. Men rule.
Period.
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Not A Poser
I’ll bet you’re curious about my property patch. Like, why would a woman agree to be a man’s possession, much less hang a sign on her back advertising it?
You’d have to understand the culture. The world of outlaw motorcycle clubs is a patriarchal society. Men rule. Period.
From that, you might assume women have no standing, that they’re regarded as less than the scarred coffee table holding up the cold ones and the empties. They serve a specific purpose but better blend into the background until they’re summoned.
You’re wrong.
Women drift in at about the same rate they drift out, sometimes invited by one of the women, but more likely tagging along behind one of the guys. There’s never a shortage; it isn’t like the men have to scour the city, club a few women over the head, and drag them back to the clubhouse. They come on their own, and they usually make the rounds from one guy to the next.
But sometimes there’s a woman who stands out. She respects the club and its members, she fits in, and she’s faithful, loyal. She deserves to be one of the family.
It’s only embroidered letters, but a property patch makes a statement
When she puts on that back patch, she’s promising to love her man, respect the club, and submit to their authority.
By claiming her as his own, the member is not only announcing his love and respect, but he’s saying he trusts her. More profound, he’s asking his brothers to extend to her the same pledge they made to him, to protect and defend her as faithfully as they would him — and his bike, of course.
That’s why I still have my property patch. I wouldn’t throw it away any more than I’d throw away my wedding ring. It’s not just fabric. It’s a promise, a pledge.
My new patch, Riding For The Sun, proclaims all the same things. I have made a pledge, and He has made a promise.
Hugs, Sherrie ;-}
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