Again, it is the legend...

I've always been a fan of Frank Herbert's Dune Saga. I started reading the books when I was in high school. I am always fascinated by stories of ordinary human beings being transformed, by their situations, into incredible leaders.

A friend of mine told me recently, "You are a superior being. You are unlike any other person I know because everything you do is outstanding and you are completely unshakable. People live in envy of those traits but they are also intimidated by them. THAT is what makes things so difficult for you."

When today's events passed and the news came that two of my friends were selected for the Members Advisory Board, I thought of that clip from Dune.

"Again," Stilgar says, "it is the legend".

I think of the Uruites that have sat on the MAB and all of them, like Paul Atriedes, has had to conquer "The Worm"; the bias and prejudice of our adopted world. However, those of us who have come before and braved the six-month storm have forged the path that the newer ones walk on, just as they forge the path for the ones who will follow them. It is now the sixth term that an Uruite sits on. Thank Yahvo and the Bahro.

But there is more to it than that. I remember my days in their shoes and I think how I have spent almost five years forging an army. My army. Those who have seen the treachery and the decietfulness of others, those who were twisted and lied to by the unscrupulous, now follow me. It is not a boast. It is truth. I didn't ask for it, nor do I want any glory or fame. When those who lie are exposed for what they are, their followers come to me. When those who decieve are exposed, the ones who have been decieved come to me. They all join my army. But it is not an army. It is a family. It is where love and kindness are always the first priority, to support those who need it, to be honest and forthright with the people you are surrounded by day in and day out.

It is the most unique feeling to know that when those who dispise you lose friendships over their greed or dishonesty, the first place those who were decieved come to is to me.

I am the "Hook of the Maker", I am the one that is embedded into the side of the unjust to make them turn to bring the good people into the light of truth so that my family may ride on the backs of the wicked to their own (very much deserved) glory. My family draws strength from me. I am the one who protects them, and in turn, they protect me as well.

Like the Fremen on Arrakis, Uruites have existed in the far reaches of There, no one truly knows how many there are, but they know that we are around them constantly; that is the history and habits of my people.

As the book "Dune" says, "He who controls the spice, controls the universe." And again, it is the legend...two more Pure Blood Uruites sit on the MAB.