ANARCHY

          NOT EVEN CLOSE. John said it himself in a letter to Maureen. Clay was his best friend. Toward the end of his life, he considered Clay closer than even Piney. What he had issues with were Clay’s morals. The two couldn’t be more different in what they wanted out of the club. Where JT saw it more as a family and a lifestyle, Clay saw profit and power. These two outlooks can go hand-in-hand, and for a while, they did. That was how Teller-Morrow started up. That wasn’t the issue. No, that was the knowledge that Clay was willing to all but sell his soul for what he wanted, and he utilized manipulation to his advantage. Nothing done between them was out of spite. JT gave up years before he died, and everything Clay put him through was for Gemma’s sake.

I BROUGHT UP RANTING, AND NOW I GOTTA DO IT. In regards to the severely anti-JT post I just reblogged ( Everything in the JT tag was posted when the show was still running, so it’s at least a year old. But shit. ), I got a few points I’d like to make for the people who had the same outlook on him. Here are a few things to keep in mind in regards to John Thomas Teller: He was almost 40 when he met Gemma. Jax was born maybe a year later. John WILLINGLY fought in the Vietnam war. How do I know that? Because his birthdate was never called with the draft. He was born at the tail end of the Great Depression and likely had overly-religious parents with a hoarding problem, as most people who went through that do. He lived a completely nomadic lifestyle since he was 16, at most and was smart enough to know the true meaning of ANARCHY. Now, here’s a little something about anarchy that the world doesn’t seem to get. ANARCHY ISN’T BLOWING UP SHIT. It isn’t killing someone because you can. It isn’t throwing a brick through your neighbor’s window when the city’s power is out. It isn’t riots or rebellions or mass shootings to get a message across. It’s peace and unity, without the threat of a government or religion taking that away. Look up true anarchist societies, and they’re so much closer to hippie communes and the values of a nudist colony. They aren’t punk rock assholes with the ever-present need to break everything they touch. They’re still  f i g h t e r s , but there is so much more to their lifestyle than people acknowledge. Alright, so you’ve got those two. Now I want you to imagine a man who fought his entire life for freedom and even lived off the back of his bike for almost TWENTY YEARS. I want you to imagine him settling down because he got some girl pregnant and willingly becoming something more than a ghost. He’s being forced into arms dealing and getting in bed with the IRA. He’s surrounded by people telling him that power is more important than freedom. Money is more important than peace. He was never depressed because of Clay and Gemma. In fact, he didn’t give a shit. Just because you tell another person what’s happening, that does not mean it truly matters to you. By the end, JT knew every last turn where he fucked up, and he acknowledged every bit of it in one way or another. The death of his youngest son sent him spiraling, and he gave his eldest a roadmap of HOW TO FIX EVERY SINGLE PROBLEM THAT JOHN COULDN’T. But no. You’re right. Terrible person and father.

Autoplay on JT.

I’m about to slap an autoplayer on all of my blogs, more like what I’ve got over on @reynardiine.

"But think about it, in ten years it won't even look like that big of an age difference!"

i’ll be back soon.