Hey Watchtower! Can you feel it? That cold, hard knot in your stomach? Do you remember the good old 40's, 50's and 60's when the brothers were upbeat and motivated and growth could be measured in double figures? Aaah! Those were the days. Hell even the 70's were good, shame about that blip in the middle but at least there was a buzz in the Kingdom Halls right?
Still, you had all those lovely new fields open up for harvesting in the 80's, praise Jehovah! What's that? You'd rather not talk about Japan? Oh I understand.
Now listen here Watchtower, your time is running out bitch. 1914 will soon be a 100 year old millstone around your scrawny chicken necks and a new breed of JW, the social JW, is now ascending. These kids don't give a flying fuck about you or your ego inflating fantasies of divine appointment.
Things are changing Watchtower. Too many broken promises. God the 90's were bad for you weren't they? Freddy dead, the bloody Internet, and then the generation thing. Ha ha ha! Are you scared yet?! Keep shutting our sites down, keep bad-mouthing us in your mind raping rags but you know deep down . . . things have changed.
Who's got the momentum now Watchtower? Where's this all going to end. Are you going to grow old like some decrepid, unloved grandparent shoved into an old folks home with only the other geriatrics for company. Tick, tick, tick Watchtower.
There's going to be a lot of pain along the way, for you and us both. But for every family you divide, for every child you sacrifice and for every life you waste in your obscene little cult we will grow stronger! And another piece of you will die.
This can only end one way Watchtower, you know it and so do we.
Nic'
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For What It's Worth
Stephen Stills, 1966
There's something happening here
What it is ain't exactly clear
There's a man with a gun over there
Telling me I got to beware
I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
There's battle lines being drawn
Nobody's right if everybody's wrong
Young people speaking their minds
Getting so much resistance from behind
I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
What a field-day for the heat
A thousand people in the street
Singing songs and carrying signs
Mostly say, hooray for our side
It's time we stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
You step out of line, the man come and take you away
We better stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, hey, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, now, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down
Stop, children, what's that sound
Everybody look what's going down