There was an old brother in one of the congo's here who had transferred congos because of the treatment he received related to his public comments on this topic. (1975)
He's dead now. However, the story was related to me from a very trusted friend, just why he moved congos. And I knew the story teller well, as well as knowing the old bro well. So there's no mistake.
This bro was a real estate agent during the 1960's and 70's. I remember his real-estate work from when I was young.
So, during one of the meetings in his old congo, he gave a comment that pertained to 1975. In this comment, he related how the Society did indeed preach 1975, and that he, as a real estate agent of the time "was the one who was selling all the houses"...
Now this bro was a ministerial servant and long time pioneer. He was in charge of literature. So it's not like he was already marginalized.
The elders ordered him into the back room right after the closing prayer.
They must have ripped him a new arsehole. He came out all red-faced and skipped his duties, and marched his newly vented ass right out the door.
Then he moved congos. (The End)
Recently, I had an elder and his family at my dining room table for a sit down meal. Now, my wife doesn't like it when I 'bring something up', and for once, I didn't have to. This elder gets himself on the 1975 topic. On and on he goes about how "the Society never said anything about 1975".
It was then that I had enough. I spoke up... and I asked, "Have you ever done any reading on the topic within the Society's publications?" (blank stare)
I then asked "Have you ever sat down in front of the keyboard and ran the CD Rom Library and punched in 1-9-7-5 and hit "SEARCH"...?
(deer in headlights with awkward moment)
Further I said "...and started reading...?"
Finally he admitted "No".
I said "...they said plenty, and before talking about that date, one should do the reading" (cold breeze went through the room)
His wife looked like she was going to choke.
I thought, 'day ain't ano helpin' dem bumpkins...'