Makes me laugh

Earlier today I saw a comment on a post I made in another Freemasonry group… and right on cue, the “trolls” showed up like it was their full-time job and someone rang the dinner bell.

Attacking not only Freemasonry, but me personally. Which, honestly, is impressive—because it takes real dedication to misunderstand that much all at once.

So to the “trolls,” I want to take a moment and say: thank you. No really… thank you.

Because if I didn’t have something of value, you wouldn’t be investing this level of energy. I mean, nobody rage-types essays about things that don’t matter. That’s not trolling—that’s unpaid marketing.

Now, I’ll admit, it took me a while to get here. There was a time when I’d get fired up. You know the feeling—neck tight, blood pressure rising, fingers hovering over the keyboard like you’re about to type the Constitution 2.0. I felt like I had to defend Masonry.

Turns out… I don’t.

Masonry doesn’t need me to defend it. It’s been doing just fine for a few hundred years without my Facebook comments. A Brother in my Lodge once told me, “Masonry doesn’t need you… you need Masonry.”

At the time I thought, “Well that’s a little rude.”

Then I thought about it and realized… yeah, that checks out.

One of the comments accused Masonry of sun worship. Which is always a fun one. Coming from an Evangelical background, I couldn’t help but notice… there might be a little irony there. I mean, when you start connecting dots about light, rebirth, December timing, symbolism—suddenly everybody gets real quiet or changes the subject.

So my friend, if we’re handing out “sun worship” labels… you might want to keep one for yourself. No charge.

But here’s the part that really gets me: trolls think they’ve cracked the code because they Googled “Masonic secrets” at 2 a.m. and read a blog that looks like it was designed in 1997.

Yes, congratulations—you found the words, the grips, the rituals.

You unlocked the same information thousands of bored people have already skimmed.

And yet… you still missed the point.

Because that’s not Masonry.

Masonry isn’t the stuff you can copy and paste. It’s what happens to a man when he actually goes through it. It’s the internal work—the kind you can’t screenshot, can’t argue with, and definitely can’t understand from the comment section.

But trolls aren’t really looking to understand anything. Let’s be honest—they’re basically grown-up versions of playground bullies. Same energy, just upgraded from yelling on the monkey bars to typing in all caps.

Maybe they didn’t get enough attention as kids. Maybe they just really need to be “right” on the internet so they can sleep at night. Who knows.

Who cares.

What I do find interesting is how quickly the “love thy neighbor” crowd forgets that part when they’re calling someone names behind a keyboard. Apparently that verse has a footnote: “unless they’re a Mason on Facebook.”

And while people spend all this time trying to prove how wrong Masonry is, they tend to miss something pretty important. They’ll dig through Google, cross-reference scripture, and write a small novel in the comments…

…but somehow skip right over James 1:27.

And that… that makes me laugh.

I love you and may we govern ourselves accordingly