JEHOVAH'S WITNESSES are like canned tuna.
They are locked in, sealed, densely packed in their own juices.
The world of a JW is tiny. The expanse of their thinking is an infinitesimal block of lunatic nothingness.
The have hit the PAUSE button on real life. They expect everybody else to do the same.
While they are waiting on Godot, instead of learning to knit a useful sweater, they jaw-jack about apocalyptic silliness which
is mean-spirited and banal.
They are "nice" people in the same way doilies are nice and the little paper sleeve around hot paper cups are nice.
JW's are highly disposable. We know that because their friends and loved one dispose of them readily.
Why should we disagree who those who love them best?