So revealing. This must be written by an exJW or at the least, someone who is awake.
Others were somewhat disappointed some of their love ones did not make it, but soon were swept up in the euphoria of this great day, and were smiling with everyone else.
Only "somehat disappointed". Just that one, tiny little micro second of grief for dead loved ones...and then off to self-centered, happy, "me-me" thinking.
Every now and again people came running towards the hall jumping for joy, shouting "We made it! We made it! We really are in the new system!" and went running around shaking everyone hands and hugging all comers.
No grief or thought of others or even horror at the dead bodies laying around.
And...yippee! A life of registration, work and voices on loudspeakers telling them what to do.
Oh. Joy.