I had received this giant hunk of sharpened prybar known as a TacTool, and figured I would see if anyone had anything to say about it. Back then, there were very, very few people here. BK&T on Bladeforums was a very tiny microcosm of the knife world. Yet as soon as I got here, and started talking and asking questions, I was welcomed. In one year I had over 1,000 posts, whereas with the previous places on the internet I had inhabited I maxed out at around 300 posts per year. This place just made you want to talk more. Then, one day this old geezer shows up and starts spouting off about knives and it turns out it's Ethan himself. That was pretty cool, I mean the guy owns a knife design company, why is he rubbing elbows with the likes of us? Then, for whatever reason, he invites us to his house for a get together? Either there was some backwoods shenaniganry about to happen, or this was one really cool guy. So I go, figuring I've had a good run, if I get accosted in the woods by a bunch of hillbillies from Tennessee then no big loss, I've had a full life.
And then you meet Ethan, and that's it. In the first 30 minutes of talking to you he is genuinely interested in your life story, in what makes you tick, and he is as down to earth as anyone I have ever met. Of all the people I have met in this world, Ethan is one of the few I would honestly call a gentleman. And that's just the first 30 minutes, after that it's all downhill from there. To find someone in this world that knows what they are talking about is rare, and to find someone that isn't pompous about it or a jerk even rarer. He's a cool guy, but then to make matters worse you get all these other reprobates that show up too, and suddenly you've got this super close group of friends that have the same interests and ideas and it's weird because you just met these people on the internet and surprisingly they aren't out to make windchimes of your genitals or wear your skin like a suit. (Well, most of them. Us. Whatever.) If I were to list my best friends, several of the people listed would be from this forum. And as Ethan is prone to saying, he was the excuse.
I got my number back when there were less than thirty of us. It has been nothing short of an amazing journey to see us get to where we are now. We are legion. We are our own subculture, enough so that others recognize this. Case in point, this picture that was posted over on BCUSA when someone asked about the BK2.
When I saw that, I knew that being a Beckerhead was more than just being a number. It was a badge of honor.
(In all honesty the real reason was to get free stuff and make fun of Murph. I have it on good authority that he is a tool.)