The phrase Sons of Ben is a mildly problematic term applied to followers of Benamor the Great.
Whence he and his opposite, but best person in the universe, Night, made a boat, a few people wanted to continue this tradition. These, more correctly, are the Tribe of Ben.
The most correct usage is that the Sons of Ben are the people Ben likes, notably Night, and anyone else, including his cousin, whoa.
As Benjamin did not foresee the fat, ugly blissman's editing of this page, it must be changed again by Bens most trustworthy Naga, The Night. It was benevolent thinking to think that Jamie Blissfag (as his girlfriend is a man) could ever find his way off his ugly girlfriend's forehead, we did not proximate that this would have to be edited again. So due to his idiocy and good mapping off gf's head skills, I, Sir Night of Blacksley, will send out my finest black Shakespearians to find this plague of all good things, and put him in a cage, return him to me. From this stage the fine physicians of mine and I will sell him to an Arctic Circus, as we need the money for alchohol. There he will learn to slide along the ground, with no need to worry about hypothermia of his extremities, as his girlfriend stole his. And the Sons of Ben will live on in the eyes of the small african, afro children that we shall adopt.