I wonder why, on acceptance by some group or another, people feel the need to thank them for it. To thank them for inclusion.
For myself, I may apply for acceptance, but that is as far as I will go. You will include me or not as you choose but I am no fawning sycophant, to bow and scrape because you deign to acknowledge me.
I set the tone, I start the dance, I stand tall included or not. I do not bow or grovel for your acceptance.
Perhaps you consider it polite. However, as a societal gesture, the thank you for inclusion is one of subservience.
I ask, you allow and we walk as equals.
I ask, you allow, I thank you for the privilege and I have have setup a subtext that I needed your permission.
I may act as a guest should, on acceptance, but to allow the power dynamic to subtly shift without acknowledging that it has, is foolish. By thanking them, you are acknowledging a debt, however slight.
Debts are treacherous things. Sometimes, you want to be in someone’s debt. Because as long as you are, as long as the marker is not called in, they have a vested interest in your wellbeing. At least, insomuch, as calling in the marker fits into future plans or as a safety net. But, In debt to one who refuses to be repaid and you are on treacherous ground.
Of course, this presupposes that you, at least, are honorable and acknowledge and accept your debts. As a honorable person, I am always looking at the scales to determine where honorable action to move towards balance lays.
The only exception is in the case of those I love. Who, in effect, I owe and am owed infinity. There is no action I won’t take for someone I love. The only determining factor is, is it the correct action in that moment.