i believe i'm a little closer than most to the mind of the terrorist.
as a jehovah's witness growing up, i would have done all kinds of
things that 'jehovah's representatives here on earth' might have told
me to do. you want me to do the "mics" brother? great! do you want me
to knock on some doors? let's go tell 'em! do you want me to lay some
bricks for the new kingdom hall? i'll be there on saturday afternoon,
after the field service, of course.
so far, so bad.
but there was background noise, audible only sometimes ? what if we
were asked to do something unusual, something.....controversial? would
we be jehovah's loyal servants?
well i was never asked by the elders to fire bomb the local
pentecostal church (or whatever), but the best young witnesses
understood that just because it hadn't recently been part of the
pattern, didn't mean that we could preclude the possibility that it
might become so in future. jehovah had a history of getting his peons
to do his dirty work ? the temple wouldn't have come down had samson
not been there, the ark didn't build itself prior to the flood ? and
one should prepare for all kinds of challenges as the last days of
this wicked system drew to a close. i had the mentality to make the
carrying out of such a suggestion a possibility. this is how i would
have rationalised it;
1, it's the right thing to do. i know it is because this
magazine/elder/whatever says so, and this means it has jehovah's
backing.
2, armageddon is coming, these people are going to die anyway, if
for some reason god should choose me, a small fry loyal servant, to help in
the task of wiping out satan's followers, what difference will it make
to anybody whether jehovah kills the worldly one himself, or whether i
do, at his instruction? and.....
3, why should my tiny brain's lack of understanding of this choice
be an impediment to the carrying out of an act that, at the highest
possible level (jehovah's thoughts), is considered righteous?
4, if i refuse to do it, i will be slaughtered by the almighty.
5, if i'm so killed, i'll never get to see paradise, and live in it
with my sweetheart forever.
i see the pityful sight of the suicide bombers and i get angry along
with many of the rest of us. but then, i step back a little and say,
"there, but for the grace of the devil, go i."
pepheuga