I am going to go out on a limb and guess you have never been in a fraternity, military, or similar. The hard times are not about the abuse (although you can find guys that relish dishing it out, its not a majority), but about the bonding between men. True bonds are not forged playing board games, or attending polite parties. True bonds are forged through adversity and sticking together. Its the “holy shit, I can’t believe we did that” factor. You see it in war and you see it in the fraternities that truly value those bonds. When you bare your naked body, sleep together in a wet or muddy place, tackle major projects together, etc. you develop deep understanding, trust and comfort with other guys. And, it feels good when you stop.
I really like a lot of the guys in my house to this day. But there were many guys that dropped out, that I didn’t get along with, that I had nothing in common with, etc. This mismatch originated from a lack of screening out guys who were just going to be casual brothers, and a lack of true bonding experiences. We had hazing lite, and bonding lite. I wish I had the type of bonds with guys in my house that JW had with his brothers. Without that you are just “good” friends. Or worse, “good” acquaintances.