Freemasons, The Illuminati, Skull and Bones, Knights Templar, and a slew of others comprise a world unknown to most of us. Unless, you are a member of them. To the ones on the outside, it looks like hoodoo, like a farse of mystery that we here in our word will never understand. If you are in, you have the power to do things an ordinary person can not. The ability to side-step the law with a secret handshake. You can get special treatment at a nightclub with a certain ring. A few words to the right people and… you know. Problem solved.
As creepy and fanatical as secret societies are, they do serve some sort of purpose. It is their purpose, but it is still a purpose whether it be nefarious or noble. These purposes are secret. Secrets are power. The more secrets you know, the more important you are. Now that you know, you belong to the secret order.
You are part of the most secretive of secret orders. One that has strict rules and moral that become more and more strict as you climb the chain. One with strange rituals that would blow your mind. A secret order that when members see each other in passing only a nod is exchanged. You are a fly fisherman.
Recently I was sent out on a high order mission to tie, modify, and test a few flies for a lofty client in The Secret Order (also known as my boss). A week or so ago while fishing 11 mile canyon we exchanged words about a fly stream side. He called it, “the orange crush”. Since the name of a fly exists by that name and my modifications to the size, contour, materials, and weight have changed, I have renamed it the orange sherbert. It is equally delicious.
There is another secret fly worth noting called the “Cromer”, but if I mentioned that, I might have to shake hands with people who know other people.
Lesson 16: Don’t share other people’s secrets and don’t talk about fight club.