If I could go back in history I'd simply LOVE to be me the day I walked out of Seagoville Federal Correctional Institution on parole for failure to comply with the U.S. Military Service Act. (I went in 1967 and came out in 1969).
Instead of becoming a Pioneer and wasting my life; I'd become a mole and document the goings on in the Kingdom Hall and write a book about it with names, places, dates and conversations.
I'm better informed now as an individual. I'd gleefully fend off the thrusts of mind-control with adroit panache and indomitable coolness. I'd challenge the belief system by posing tests of it in the justification of strengthening the brothers grasp of what they said they believed. I'd never blink an eye to tip my hand that I was rooting out the rotteness.
Obviously this is a fantasy! But, it would be thrilling for about six months.
T.