In the late 80's when i was in my late teens I used to with my then wife to be attend a Monday night pre-Watchtower study at a local elders house.
This guy was revered as very knowledgable and he was scholarly and interesting to listen to; so at the time it was a genuinely enjoyable Monday evening spent with oftentimes discussion would veer far of the subject at hand and lasting to well after 11pm some evenings.
This particular night, the subject up for discussion was "The Faithful and Discreet Slave" and how we should be obeying them without question. Right in the middle of the study this elder said as a question not in the WT article; "how do we REALLY know the current FDS as lead by the Governing Body are the real deal. I mean what actual proof do we have?"
For a moment we were all kind of stunned, and then realised he was for real. At the time we all fumbled about making the vaguest of replies about who else could it be and it was the fulfillment of Bible prophecy, but that was about it.
Then he followed up with "In reality, we have no proof, we just take there word for it" then he kind of caught himself and started parroting WT drivel and falling back into line. But for that one second, I saw his veil fall. Like I said he was an intelligent guy, a qualified engineer with a good grasp of language and could hold his own in an arguement.
For the JW's the FDS just "have" the truth and that's it. They don't question. I wonder how it took me so long to see the light. But I did. I often wondered what became of him and then something happened today that made me write this.
I met him in a local chemist whilst picking up a prescription. "Hello" he says to me, "long long time since I saw you".
I havent been near a KH in nearly 30 years, I'm nearly 50 him in his 80s.
I replied "still banging doors telling all the world is ending anyday now ______"
He just looked old and sad, and I hadnt the heart to ridicule him or tell him how wrong he was, but again for that brief second, I saw it in his eyes; the guard let down. We parted company and I felt just an overwhemling sadness for such a bright man all those years ago; reduced to this old man, shuffling to and fro in the name of "the truth".
He, and so amy other miliions, deserved better.