Once in a great while, I stop by a local repair shop and enjoy a cigar with the owner. He's a great guy with a lot on his mind and we always have a lot to talk about. Last time I was there I noticed a watchtower on his counter with an actual PEN on top of it! So I finally got up my nerve to ask about it, just in case he was in the midst of a conversion experience, and he spilled it to whoever is calling on him that Stillin comes by and burns a cigar once in a while.
I need to do damage control, you know...
i know the brother who has been coming by there and I like him. So does the shop owner, who assured me that my closet-cigar smoking will remain a secret with him. But his life is really a shambles. I'm not talking him away from the org, only pointing out some of the cultish practices. But I sure hope that one of my few secrets doesn't get leaked to the Gestapo.