Picture yourself, it's the last day of a three day district assembly. Your sitting in a near full to capacity football stadium.
All right. I had to think really hard and I finally could start viewing that image in my mind.
So we're in this International Convention and a group of 100+ exJW's start walking towards the middle of the field where the stage is. One of them carries a portable PA system. They form a circle around the guy with the portable sound system and lock elbows. It looks like a rugby melee of sorts and the guy in the middle starts declaring TTATT quite loudly. Asking rhetorical questions of the audience "Why did boozer Rutherford have two cadillacs during the depression and smuggled illegal liquor during prohibition? How can a faithful and discrete slave be so hypocritical and criminal? Why did the Governing Body have a pedophile Greenlees as a member? Why... (etc.).
Try as they may, Convention Attendants rush to the field and try to get to the guy shouting on the PA system. But the group of exJW's that accopanied him have formed a circle several bodies deep around the guy giving his talk on the portable PA system.
They start playing loud Kingdom Melodies to drown him out and ask the audience to join in singing. At this point another 100+ exJW's who were dispersed all over the seating in the auditorium pull out copies of the speech the guy with the PA is shouting, and begin reading it at the top of their voices in sync.
The convention sound system attendants try raising the volume of the song even louder, and at this point something blows up in the sound box and speakers due to overloading and many folks stop singing since all you can hear is the exJW going on with his talk in the middle of the protective melee, and the other exJW's repeating his words in unison as they read from their printout copies.
As suddenly as this demonstration began, it reaches the end within its five minute duration and like a flashmob everyone of them starts walking off towards the exits. You can hear police sirens approaching outside. And as these demonstrators are walking out--several hundred of them--they reach into their pockets and throw these rectangle pieces of paper like large confetti with the address J W F A C T S . O R G on them. Throwing them up into the air, smiling as they go. Thousands of these confetti papers are flying everywhere.
Wheew, now that's quite a vivid fantasy!