Elders?
One of my favorite topics.
Supposedly, elders are the spiritually wise ones in the congregation. Wise, compassionate, empathetic. They are to act in many roles: leader of the door-to-door work; marriage counselors; spiritual advisors; and public speakers par excellence.
However, in reality here's what elders really are. They get to their positions of leadership in the congregation via two and only two methods, at which they must excell - at both. One won't do.
First, they must agree with each and every word issuing from the governing body in New York. Every word without question, without reserve, without any shadow of independant thinking. These men revel in referring to themselves as god's "glorious ones." Humble. Did I mention humble?
Secondly, they must have shown their expertise in the door-to-door work. That is, they must get in at least ten hours a month and preferrably more than that. Much more than that. And they must have something to show for it: book studies (notice I didn't say bible studies. JWs don't study the bible. They study books published by the Watchtower organization.) Return visits by the bushel.
In short, these guys are little more than lock-step automations. And they've got all the compassion of a brick. Mainly they busy themselves prying into the private lives of congregation members. How much do you drink? What kind of sex are you having? What TV programs do you watch; books you read; movies you see?
If your marriage is in trouble and you're the woman, they want to know one thing: what did you do wrong? It's YOUR fault, whatever it is.
They're supposed to be the "servants" in the congregation. Servants. Right. They serve themselves by their public moral preening and their self-congratulatory behavior.
These strutting banty roosters lord it over the congregation like the psychopaths they are. Quite a few are pederasts. All of 'em are jackasses. Their wives are plainly unbearable. Their children should be boxed up and shipped to deepest, darkest Africa. Little hellions.
You don't really want to get to know them. They're really bad people: bad breath, B.O., mis-matched socks, they've got it all. Stay away from 'em, they're trouble.
Francois
Where it is a duty to worship the Sun you can be sure that a study of the laws of heat is a crime.