The nightmare I used to have was that the "new system/order/world" [or whatever the latest nomenclature is] wasn't just going to be a tyranny, but that it was going to be a bureaucratic tyranny. Petty bureaucrats themselves, the current Watchtower leadership love the existence of files and chits, and memos all signed, counter-signed, filed, refiled, circulated, lost, found, refiled again, recirculated, discussed, categorized, in and endless and meaningless cycle and all sufficient to keep even the most abject clerk deliriously happy.
Remember that the "new system,etc" is going to be merely an extension of today's Watchtower arrangement. Hence, who you marry, where you live, how many children you can have, what job you will maintain, the clothes you will wear, will all be determined according to applications signed in triplicate, with several counter signatures, which will then have to be categorized, filed, discussed, processed, circulated, discussed with even more files and then, in the sufficiency of time they will slowly grind their way upward through the bureaucratic chain to be further discussed, added to with even more memos, addendums, riders, circumlocutions, till they reach the top where even further cogitations will be processed, appeals lodged, with sub-sections filled with relevant by-laws needing further clarification being sought, and on and on and on.
By the time an unequivocal decision is made, Satan will be let out of his restraints, making his alternative not so bad an idea after all.
It is not the meek, but the Watchtower bureaucrats who will inherit the earth, and swords won't be beaten into ploughshares, but into pens and reams and reams and reams of paper.