I was always nervous as hell before a talk, but once I got up there on the platform I became "DOGMATIC GESTURE MAN!"
With flowing WT emblazened polyester cape in tow, I transformed into the caped crusader of public speaking at the kingdom hall. Alas, my career was cut short. For just weeks after my final #4 talk,(I actually did one Sunday public talk) I exited the tower never to return.
I think I would have made a great convention speaker. I timed my talks well and used a good portion of humor along with big doses of righteous indignation along with flailing arms. Pauses were used to build anticipation, with the next sentenced at near yelling volumn. I tried real hard to keep the attention of the sheep, sometimes making them laugh and or jump. I got a kick out of that. Ahhh, memories....
TR
"Those who would give up essential liberty to purchase a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety."
--Benjamin Franklin, 1759