My Mother's Funeral.

To start, nothing happened that was not expected. I felt good about everything even the relatives coming into town and talking to them. I am usually awkward and anti-social but I don't think I had any problems and I was forward and approaching everyone and thanking them and such. I didn't see anyone else doing it and felt it should be done.
The only thing that bothered me and I wonder now if it is more me than the circumstances, but I was bothered by my brother's presence. I was afraid he would do something or say something but he really didn't. I still felt like he was putting on a facade and was being fake for appearance sake. It was probably to a degree but I exaggerated it in my head.
The night before at the viewing of my mother's body, my brother arrived and I was sure it was only because he thought that people would think badly of him if he didn't at least make an appearance. He did not go and look at my mother, I don't fault him for that, I'm not wanting a memory of her body either. so I'm ok with that.
But only after a few minutes he started asking me if I would bring him his monthly money tomorrow at the funeral. I told him that the renter his money was based on doesn't pay her rent until the 3rd of the month so there was no money to give him. He needed to get the money from his renter. But he wanted me to get the rent then get cash and give him half at the 1st of the month and the rest at the 15th of the month. Not a big deal but I told him no, I didn't want to do that, He was a grown man and he needs to deal with his own finances and not have someone take care of him anymore.
This is when he started doing what he always does, and started brow beating, arguing, pleading, insulting, etc... as he had dozens of times to my mother. My aunt that was there left when he started. She told me later she felt sorry for what I have to put up with. I first started to try and reason with him, tell him why I was not going to help him this way but then I noticed that he was starting to treat me as he had my mother and so I asked him to leave. He continued and so I just Said in a stern voice, 'Leave, this is inappropriate.!" He said, this is inappropriate though meaning that I wasn't going to help him the way he wanted me to help him and I just repeated, "Leave!" in which he answered, "You better watch yourself." as he left. I said great so now it comes to physical threats as he finally left.
Anyway, later that night around eaght he called and said he was sorry for argueing with me at mom's veiwing and that it was inapropriate.
Now, with mom gone he has no one to brow beat into doing what he wants. I guess he thought he could do it to me but hopefully he now realizes he can't. I don't understand how physically threatening me is supposed to bget me to help him. He is probably going to ruin his own life and I don't wnat to enable him in any way. I wil not help him take care of himself. He has to learn to be a grown up and responsible for himself and not continue to have others care for him.
He is getting free rent and money each moneth, it isn't like he is deserted and out on the street. He now wnats me to control his money flow so he wont spend it when he knows he will need more later. I asked him last night if he was that stupid that he wolnd't be able to not spend money when he knew he needed it to pay bills later and he siad he wasn't. So I don't get it.
If he is trying to reach out to actually fix hi real problem which may be drug related then why not ask for that, I won't help him contorl his finances so he can continue to afford to buy drugs while still paying his bills. He needs to get off the drugs and learn to pay his bills and live on the budget he has not shape the world around him to allow him to have is little boy, cared for and given an allowance attitude.
I guess this became as much a venting as a general update.