Aside the way they broke their promises (as I previously cited), there were inconsistencies everywhere. First, the "complete donation" arrangement. They told us that we were supposed to put money to donate for the littera-trash upon picking it up, and then putting whatever we got when we placed it (or adding our own money if we didn't get a donation). What smacked of a blatant scam was that they told us that it was not double donating, when in fact you are paying for the product twice.
They also talked from the platform about the "Shibboleth" test. This meant that we had better keep up on the Filthful and Disgraceful Slavebugger's interpretations on stupid things and the tiny differences between them. Most were exactly the same thing, save for a slight wording difference invented by the Filthful and Disgraceful Slavebugger. I saw it as a complete waste of time to study such confusing material that obviously and blatantly made no difference. How can I be declared wicked for not knowing the difference between two deals or classes that I am not even involved with?
Then there was the marriage issue. The Bible talks about someone that was without a marriage mate, and would have something better than kids--himself. Another mathematical impossibility. The hounders took that as I was supposed to do more than myself plus kids, which is a blatant impossibility (OK, maybe not--had they let me have my sexual way, I might not have turned apostate). There simply is no way someone can do more than himself, plus any children he might bear.
Also along the marriage issue, Paul stated that if they must do it, then let them go ahead and marry. But it would be better if they didn't--a blatant testimony of how grudgingly Jehovah was going along with it. He didn't want people to be satisfied, but grudgingly went ahead and permitted it. Another phrase to qualify it was "and if that's the way things should take place..." That is just another phrase to mean "and if we cannot find some specious reason to bust up anything or do something to make it impossible for the people to find the opposite sex" or "and if there is absolutely no way Jehovah can start His Second Dark Ages any other way". That put the biggest nail in the coffin of my belief in the whole Bible. Nice going, Paul! I bet Jesus would not have said that himself.
The specious reasons for pioneering. If Jehovah can determine that you could stay out a few extra minutes, or cut back on your means of living to make room for field circus, you die. That is the essence of so many parts on the Circus Meetings. Grand Boasting Session parts also highlight that.
Also about field circus, all the rules. I was told that field circus is supposed to be enjoyable. In fact, it was supposed to become my Friday Night Essence (that is, the thing that dominates my desires). And then they have so many petty rules. How are you supposed to enjoy something if someone is always telling you every little thing you are to do? Dressing as they feel appropriate for the weather is one thing (I had a better than normal tolerance for cold). Having the collar button done up in the hottest weather. No sliding on the ice. Having to maintain a predetermined pace for walking while out in field circus. A white dress shirt. Having a T-shirt under a white shirt while in hot weather, without the suit coat (yes, the tie was still required). Petty rules that distracted from any possible fun. And I am supposed to enjoy that?
Every time I drew close to anyone, they custom made rules to bust it up. Once, I drew close to a family with several children, the youngest of which was extremely intelligent and into everything (and with full view and approval from the parents--which is not something that some of those hounders often end up doing in secret and away from the parents). I would let them play with toys designed to stimulate their intelligence, draw with colored pens and pencils, and search my bag for candies. All of which the hounders promptly banned (at that, the father of those children was not in favor of--the parents actually appreciated my helping those children, particularly the youngest, to satisfy their need of expression).
Along the same lines, they attempted to assign me to a group that I was supposed to draw close to. This is not something Jesus would have taught (he would want me to continue with the children I was trying to stimulate into learning to explore). Instead, they wanted me with other men exclusively. And boys (I guess they wanted to create a problem where none previously existed). Notably, those boys did not have the drive to explore, but more to bust things up. The whole thing is what finally sealed my decision that there was nothing to gain from continued association with those cockroaches.
The music. They had so many specious reasons for me to throw away all my music. I merely put them out of circulation. My original conductor wanted me to throw away my records to keep my house through Armageddon (it was an apartment, and not perfect for me anyway). I only took them out and set them aside, and later checked them with more of an objective view. Anything that was not bad during that examination was reinstated (they never found out; they also never found about Hotel California, which was lurking in my collection).
Also along with the music, the specious reasons for not indulging in certain art pieces. I had a song that was about drunken brawls (that came out in 1973) that I listened to a lot then. I was only about 10 when it came out, and more associated it with a major vacation trip than anything else. It was a favorite song of mine then. It wasn't until I got the record for Christmas of 1974 that I found that it had the words "for fighting" in the title (the song was Elton John's Saturday Night's Alright for Fighting). I wore out the record in a few months. Then I got it again just before college, putting the song on tapes for listening to while there (and got it again, in quite heavy rotation, while there to make new tapes). Alcohol was liberally available there, and I did not get into any drunken brawls. So, when I came into the cancer, they told me that I would get into drunken brawls if I continued listening to it. Since when would I start getting into trouble with something I got away with for about 15 years and have problems with it now?
Stumbling others. Along with the fun, we were supposed to give up things that were not themselves sins. This was supposedly to avoid stumbling others. How is my listening to a record in my own home, that no one else sees, going to stumble others? I don't know how on Earth I am going to get even one person to get into a drunken brawl or commit fornication by listening to a bad song in my own home, with no one else there to hear it. This also applied to so many other things, like the fuzzy dice in the car, certain holiday foods, and the like.