Part Three....
The Judicial Tribunal
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Well, I got my help. As soon as I had asked to meet with elder ‘w’, and explained briefly what happened, he said: “if I had known it was this serious, I would have had another elder here, this is a judicial matter”. WHAT?!?!? How the hell is this a judicial matter? This is an unbaptized child, and I’m just looking for a little ‘help’, a little direction here. Why a judicial machine? I was in a tight spiral, and I was going down. My head was swimming. He calls for another elder, elder ‘n’ to step up to the plate and take his swings at the youngster. Here we go, the games afoot! In a matter of an hour, the matter is decided, and young “C” is given the sentence. Back then, in those years before the changes to unbaptized/baptized book seller (I mean publisher) there was an arrangement where those who were unbaptized publishers could literally be shunned if they screwed up and did something wrong. This was a ‘loving provision from Jehovah”. Yeah right. I could feel the love pressing against my back orifice and desiring entrance into the dark regions. So here we go. He’s to be shunned, no one is to talk to him and that’s the sentence. In reflection, the authorities I feel were more kind and loving than this ‘provision from Jehovah’. The wife and I were upset about this. It just didn’t seem right.
I appealed and asked for some time to get him examined by professionals. He was taken all over to different doctors, and examined for chemical imbalances and who knows what else. In the end, as I said, the psychologist got it right. But this wasn’t satisfactory, and the decision stood. Well, I wasn’t stopping there. I went right home and called the c.o. at the circuit assembly and made him come to the phone. I explained the situation to him best as I could, yet he stuck to the elders decision, and backed them up…without taking anytime to investigate what I was trying to tell him. I was frustrated. This was going no where fast, and I was running out of options. In fact, I was at the end of what I could do. I’m thinking it was about a year this young person was in this condition, being shunned by all. During this time, I still being a m.s. took him out right after the meetings and sat in the car, while waiting for ‘the wife’ to come out, sometimes I’d have to go in and remind her we were still waiting, as she liked to wait till lights out, before she left. In the meantime here we were sitting and waiting, while she was inside, not forsaking the gathering of themselves, as she considered this ‘association’’ so important, while her shunned son sat in the car, being ignored by all.
And this led to my beginning feelings that I should resign, and step down. I expressed this to the elders, yet they didn’t see the need for me to do so. Well I did. I saw more reason than they were told. Besides “C”’s plight, there was a lack of respect from ‘the wife’. There was the TMS school I wasn’t allowed to attend, yet after if, I was told I could have, as I hadn’t yet stepped down. At the time, this pissed me off. That school was important to me then. And they got their asses handed to them when they said I could have gone after the fact. Told you, I pull no punches.
The c.o. makes his rounds again. This time he’s a temp. at the time I had been assigned the bible lowlights (sorry-highlights) for nearly two months straight. I was good at it, and adopted a tantalizing way for people to look forward to the next weeks reading, by not only doing the preparation for the highlights, but doing the next weeks too, so I could have a few questions ready just to make you think about what was coming for next week. I took a type of “sitting on the edge of your chair” approach. Nearly everyone liked this, and I got a lot of nice comments about my ‘style’. At the time we were covering Acts and Romans. As if this wasn’t enough, the first night of the temp c.o. visit, I got assigned two more parts for that same night, totaling 3 in all. Can you see the picture here? Can you see what was going to happen? I did, I saw it all to well, to clearly. I wanted no part of being made an elder. Nope, not me. I had seen enough, and I haven’t even started telling you about the other things that developed along the way, attitudes, behavior, and a case of fraud I saw, by an elder. But I’ll get to that shortly.
So after my night being paraded in from of the c.o., he meets me in the parking lot, and comments on how much he loved the way I did the highlights, and wonders how I managed to make it so captivating, where I got all my information, and yadda yadda.
I smile, make light of it all and blast home. I immediately start writing my resignation as a m.s. the next night was a Wednesday, the elders and m.s. meeting, and I planned to resign right then and there. I really had seen enough, and put up with enough. This was my beginning of using a new word in my vocabulary. The word was, “NO”. Use it I did, from that moment after. I go to the meeting, and sit through the m.s. part, and after the hour, we break for a few minutes. I’m debating what to do here. I pace the floor in the back a minute, walk up to the c.o. and hand my letter to him. In it, it said, I was stepping down, as I couldn’t fulfill my obligations any longer. It was short, simple and sweet. And I was never questioned. The only thing said to me, as I imagine the elders got into some hot water with the way I did this as they didn’t see it coming, was if there was anything they could do to help. My answers were as short and sweet as the letter. NO. .
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part 4
The Company Man
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