The elders in our congregation were pompous, pain-in-the-ass, controlling, manipulative, ASSHOLES. Their word was law. They were the judge, jury, and executioner. Their kids did no wrong! Yea right!! They were as bad as any of us. Sometimes worse.
The worse elder was short and bald. He was very cocky and a pompous jerk.One of the other elders had an affair with a teenager. And get this, it was with his wife's blessing. She started teaching Nancy how to cook his favorite foods, make his favorite drinks, and everything else that he liked. She did this so that if anything happened to her, there would be someone to fill her shoes. Isn't that just a little too weird!!??
The other elders were just jerks. They ruled the congregation. Their opinion was law. When I got in trouble at home, I was in trouble with the elders, too. I bet if I could go back and count, I'd have the record on JC meetings. They had to work for their titles.
Most of their kids got in some kind of trouble. When my mom and stepdad were having problems--she went to them. She got the usual "obey your husband and be submissive" crap.
Now, keep in mind while all this shit was going on, I was being molested by my stepdad, who was a MS.
The wifes were all better than anyone else. We were expected to dress like them. Do our hair and makeup like them. blah, blah, blah!!!
I've always dreamed of finding a way to get even with the short,bald, pompous asshole elder. Remember that song "short people"? Me and an accomplice taped a copy to his front door.
shelley