Hi ---
Although I am pretty new to this board, I've been reading about JW issues for a long time, around 13 years. I have an old Washington Post article in my files, from May 4,1906, that I have never seen anywhere on the internet.
The article is titled "Rev. Jellyfish Russell" and it is a very sarcastic commentary on Russell's infamous jellyfish statement, made during his court trial for divorce.
I copied the article from microfilm in a university library, and unfortunately it does have scratch marks, but the words are quite plain.
Last week when I was doing an altavista search I came across one of Tom Tallyman's webpages. I decided to send him my scan of the Washington Post article. With his wacky sense of humor, I knew he'd have a good time with the jellyfish theme.
If you're interested in seeing what Tom came up with, Sf posted a link to the jellyfish article in the Tallyman Gallery thread:
http://www.intrex.net/talley/JellFish.html
I think it's been lost in the traffic here on this busy board, so I am reposting it, since I think Tom's creative genius deserves a wider audience.
The Post obviously had a different style and tone back in the early part of the 20th century. This would be considered pretty heavy-handed sarcasm today. The Proclaimers book refers to "charges designed to make it appear that he [Russell] was an immoral man" in in the chapter on hateful persecution ("Objects of Hatred by All Nations", see pp. 645-646.) I am sure they must be alluding to the jellyfish statement and the testimony concerning Rose Ball. The Proclaimers book makes a big deal of the fact that Russell never actually committed adultery. But upon reading the Post article and the court testimony, it's clear that Russell did make a bizarre statement comparing himself to a jellyfish.
The sad thing is that the Post's tongue-in-cheek comments about other adventurous gentlemen in the congregation aspiring to be jellyfish, too, seems almost prescient in light of the sexual abuse cases which have come to light.
Here is the text of the article:
The Washington Post: Friday, May 4, 1906.
The Rev. Jellyfish RussellWe seem to have lost the trail of that Pittsburg divorce suit in which the Rev. Charles T. Russell has been figuring as a defendant. The reports do not reach us as regularly as we could wish. We have missed a great many important details, therefore, and indeed, we now fear that the straight story, complete from first to last, will never come our way.
This is to be regretted on general grounds, and then particularly because the chronicle began so entertainingly and with such promise of useful revelation as the facts developed. When the Rev. Charles T. Russell made the opening statement in his own defense he riveted the attention of the entire reading public. “I am like a jellyfish, “said the reverend culprit; “I float all around and I touch this one and that one, and if they respond, I embrace them.” Who will deny that this alluring overture opens many visas to the disciples of psychical research? The Rev. Russell is the founder of a new faith. He calls his congregation the “Russellites.” He doesn’t believe there is any hell except right here on earth, and this doctrine he preaches to a very zealous and devoted congregation. We gather, too, that he monopolizes the jellyfish business in his capacity as head of the church. He floats around among the faithful, touching them here and there. Those who respond he promptly embraces. When they don’t respond, that is, presumably, his idea of hell.
As we have already explained, the story has not come to us consecutively. It happens, therefore, that we have been compelled to put two and two together. The Rev. Russell says he’s like a jellyfish; that he floats about, touching his lady parishioners whenever he gets near enough, and that when they “respond” –whatever that may mean—he embraces. He adds that the only hell he knows of or believes in is a strictly earthly hell, from which we conclude that he finds devils only among those who do not “respond” when touched. The particular case which precipitated the divorce suit appears not to have been at all hellish. In that instance the jellyfish touched one Rose Ball, who must have “responded” very promptly, since Mrs. Marie Frances Russell, the plaintiff in the divorce suit, was an eyewitness to the embrace which followed.
But, upon the whole, this new faith, “the Russellite,” seems to possess a great many of the elements of popularity. Sooner or later, of course, the higher officials of the church, and perhaps a few of the more adventurous gentlemen of the congregation may conclude that with a little practice they might become pretty active jellyfish themselves, and that would inevitably lead to dissension. For the present, however, we are inclined to mark up the Russellite propaganda as a winner. Of course, it’s a pity that the jellyfish’s wife came on the scene just at the critical moment. These accidents will occur, however, even in the most carefully arranged schemes of exaltation. The great truth remains that the Rev. Jellyfish Russell has opened up a mighty attractive pathway to the higher life, and that barring unforeseen catastrophes he will get there with enviable frequency.
Marjorie Alley