I was having an Anointed Moment last night when Brother Russell came to me in a dream. He was quite disturbed and agitated.
He said "Brother Reed, What in the Miracle Wheat eating jellyfish is going on with the organization I set up? The more of my beloved Watchtower that I read the more they marginalize my dead ass."
"For pyramid sakes, they are now saying that I was not part of the Faithful and Discreet Slave. They have the leviathan locomotive gall to suggest that because I kicked the bucket on Halloween 1916, I was never a part of that group since Jesus didn't select them until 1919!"
"That is not fair! I started this mess! I even sacrificed my clothing store to get started, which by the way became The Gap, to get this cult going. I am more pissed now than I was when Judge Lush Rutherford stole my company in 1917!"
"So I letting you know I am not letting this go unchallenged! I was that friggin Slave and in fact it has never, ever, ever been any of those jokers who have claimed it since. I repeat I am the Faithful and Discreet Slave period, end of story! Do any of those other yokels have 'The Laodicean Messenger' on their tombstone? I didn't think so."
"And one more thing. Please come over here to Rosemont United Cemetery and get this God Damned heavy assed Pyramid off my grave. It is really unsightly."
"Thank you Brother Reed for listening to me and may the force be with you."