Not offensive to me.
What's offensive to me is that I spent over thirty years trying to wrap my head around each pronouncement of "new light" they came out with. How about 1975? I was there, I know what they wrote and said. People that lived in Sodom and Gomorrah will be resurrected. Nope, they won't. Oh, yes, they will. The generation that was alive AND at an age of understanding definitely will NOT pass away until the big A. Oh, no, we meant those alive in 1914. Did we say that? We meant the contemporaries that don't believe in Jesus' presence. No, wait...it's an OVERLAPPING generation....try to figure that one out!
What is VERY offensive to me is that I allowed my teen daughter to sit in a back room while five men told her that God viewed her as filth, accusing her of fornication (which she did not do) and humiliating and berating her for some very minor teen things she did do.
It would all be laughable if I hadn't become estranged from my "worldly" family for so many years as I was so righteous, and now my parents are both dead, so I can't make up for lost time.The rest of my family, and my husband's, who was a dutiful elder for tweny years, went on with their lives without us, and so now it's not easy to just say, "Hey, remember us? You weren't good enough for us then, but you are now. Let's get together."
I also can't make up, at 59 years old, for the lack of education and no retirement income.
I can't make up for the fact that I never went anywhere, because we only went to ASSemblies and Conventions and had the bookstudy group at our house and stayed home on the weekends.
I can't get used to the idea that I have no friends now, since all the "real friends" I had at the Hall view me as dangerous and, even though I am not officially df'd, shun me now.
So do I mind? Not at all.
Very little is humerous these days to me but I do like Washtowel Society, Dubs, Servus, Borg, and Kingdumb Hall...yes, that's where I went, and I was one of the dumbest, but no more.