Yeah, I remember growing up and going to these long-assed DC's at The Vet in Philadelphia. Think June or July in Philadelphia - not pleasant. So you drive out there (2 hours one way) sit through an 8 hour convention in the sweltering heat, and then the final prayer comes up. You are tired, hot, sweaty, and in agony. If you were a kid like me, it was even worse. Then, Brother Long-Winded A**Kisser closes that days convention with a 15 minute re-cap of all of the talks of that day. Talk about torture!!! Your feet hurt, you're grumpy, and all you want to do is carry your Play-Mate cooler out the door and into the sweet, sweet air-conditioning of your car and get home to collapse, only to do it all over again the next day.
BUT, before you can do that, Brother Long-Winded A**Kisser has to do his tedious 15-minute closing prayer. Uggggggh!!!! It's like, "Hello? We were here all f*cking day, we know what was said? Is anybody in there? Just nod if you can heeear me, is there anyone home?" Why does YHWH God need to have it all re-hashed, he knows what was said? Also, there was nothing ever humble about it. It was always bless the F&DS, thanks for the spiritual banquet, etc. Never please look after the Great Crowd, thanks for Jesus sacrifice, please look after the less fortunate, friends in need, the sick, etc, etc. No, just re-hash the days talks and thank the F&DS. Disgusting.
Thanks for bringing back the memories. 1980's in JW-Land was no fun at all. Blondie, are you really that old? My how BLESSED you must have been to have been in the presence of the Oracle himself, Fred Franz!! It must have been like being in the Holiest of Holies or something, right? LOL!!
- Wing Commander