I know this topic has been discussed at great lengths but my family and I just saw the Jonestown documentary last night. It was so strange to think that people would let themselves be deceived to such and extent that they willingly drank kool-aid.
But the thing is, the wierdness began slowly and imperceptibly. Everyone was drawn in because they wanted a sense of belonging and family and doing things for the good of the "brotherhood." At first, all was happiness because they were such a united family. As time went on, the control became tighter. Members were called upon to work without ceasing. The faithful would willingly give all their money to the "cause."
As time went on, the control became tighter. Then of course, it became evident that discipline was necessary for the functioning of the whole as a unit. So it became necessary for members to lovingly turn in their mother, father, son,etc.... for the good of the group and to keep harmonious functioning. They even called the "sinner" down to the front and beat her/him in front of everyone, humiliating them so that they would return to correct thinking. Obedience without question was called for even if the member felt uneasy with some of the "rules."
To leave this wonderful group was seen as disloyalty. This could not be tolerated. They were constantly fed "truths" from Jim Jones and kept so busy that they could have no time to think for themselves. They were to view outsiders as ones who wanted to persecute them and destroy their way of life. The "news" they received came from Jones. His was the voice of authority. The only one who could dispence truth.
When the congressman came to their camp and stated that he could see they were a happy group, the applause was thunderous. Most of those people had no doubts. When a man gave a note to someone with the congressman stating that he wanted to leave, a child who saw it began yelling, "He passed a note!"
The ones who wanted to leave were in the very small minority. Most of the others viewed them with great contempt and scorn. A few realized that something horrible was going to happen, but felt that they had no place else to go. After all, their families were willing to drink the poison.
It gave me such an eerie but familiar feeling. Didn't it you?