I have often laughed at public outpourings of emotion. Just google Mike Schmidt"s retirement speech in which he loses it and blithers on about his career. Completely douche chilling.
But to be honest, I had a moment recently when I literally balled my eyes out. For some reason I was watching my kids interact and I thought of all the children that have never been born because "the end is near." It hit me like a ton of bricks. I completely lost it.
After regaining my composure, I got angry at this evil institution that strips so many people of what are basic human needs and desires in the name of god. It's unimaginable that there are those who put so much faith in the GB that they deny themselves even the pleasures of family life.
Woe be it to the woman with a suckling child at Armageddon! This was always the justification for the unspoken yet very real prohibition on childbirth. "Responsible child rearing in the time of the end" was the title of a talk at the 1986 District Convention. How about the fact that it would be unchristian to refuse assistance to the weak in a time of distress? Yet many of the uber faithfull have gone without having children.
I'm happy to write that even back then my inner self told the GB to F off. My two kids are my greatest joy in life. They're smart, funny, successful and thankfully living apart from this mind controlling horseshit.
This was my out of control moment. What about yours?