Here is a repost of the very first extract from Fred Hall's diary. Note how he thinks of his neighbours and their property:
Dear Diary,
Work at the sewage plant was hard today, but it's good honest work, the sort that Jehovah God smiles upon, perfect for masking the stench of hanging out with apostates in my internet time. Anyway, like all those doomed and morally corrupt Hollywood stars say, I'll stop doing it when it stops being fun. After all, 57 is not too old to get other fulfilling work. I find that turning up at the Kingdom Hall right after works seems to get me out of all sorts of things, especially field service. Perhaps the elders realise that my job is hard and important and don't want to push me too hard.
My Mom just gave me my cup of cocoa to help me sleep and tucked me in. She is so strong and faithful, even at 78 years of age. Even though she is confined to a wheelchair, she still counts time for Jehovah on the phone; she still makes me my cocoa and brings it to me, but I suppose women get a real blessing from serving men, at least that's what the elders say. As usual, I had to hide my computer under the bed after I finished with it; she understands the evils that come from associating with apostates. I am so grateful to Jehovah that he has made me so much stronger than ordinary people in facing up to apostate filth. Must be something to do with the job I'm in. Sometimes Mom hears the modem when I dial my ISP, but I just tell her I'm playing with my R2D2 toy again; there is a higher truth in Jehovah!
I love to lie here at this time of night and think about Jehovah's promise of a peaceful and secure new world that is about to replace the present wicked lawless system of things. I love the way my Awake! puts that, it's less urgent than when it said that it would happen during the 1914 generation, but we must not run ahead of Jehovah. I love to look at the pictures of paradise in my Christian publications and dream of my little patch of God's green Earth. I'm going to ask for the little farm down the road currently owned by that farmer with the vicious dogs. I'll really enjoy watching the carrion fowl pick his carcass. Imagine getting upset at me walking past those 8 hidden No Trespassing signs when all I was doing was bringing him the good news that he'll die a horrible death if he doesn't start going door-to-door like we do! I'll be very happy in that little cottage with my two cats, Mr Jinks and Old Smelly (who I found at work when he was a kitten). I never told Mom that I named Mr Jinks after a cartoon character; she might have tried burning him or something if she did know! She's so faithful to Jehovah! That farm down the road is so much like one of those helpful images which the faithful and discreet slave provide us to help us keep focussed on the new world, with a little waterfall coming down the hill, fruit trees and patches of flowers. I don't have to use much imagination to visualise a group of brothers assembling another Kingdom Hall off in the distance, just like the picture in the Knowledge book shows. I sometimes wonder why we need to still have meetings under the loving of guidance of the elders in the new system when all things will be made known. I asked Elder Noah Tall about it, he said that he'd tell me all about it after Harmageddon. I just love the kind way our knowledgeable elders handle such difficult questions; it convinces me that we really are in the truth and have Jehovah's blessing.
At this time of night I often get thoughts about some of the girls in the congregation. I would love to find the right partner to carry on Jehovah's work with. The sisters don't pay me much attention. Perhaps when I've handled the microphone a few more times they'll see how dedicated to Jehovah I am. I'm so glad I'm not a Catholic; all that talk about a virgin named Mary would be too much for me. I must admit I enjoy looking at the picture of Jennifer Lopez I keep in my wallet (Mom would never let me have a poster on the wall!) and thinking about her. I get funny feelings and stirrings while doing this. I asked Elder Tall about it and he said that too much of that could lead to sin. He is so wise!
Well, it's getting late and I must get in my early morning apostate bashing before going to work.
Good Night, Diary
