the guy i know was saying this the other day.. "it's been suggested this may be the last one", or words to that effect.. where & by whom?.
is this doing the rounds?.
Even as a little kid I knew this was a crazy religion. I remember going to the memorial every year and watching my very crazy grandfather partake of the wine and bread as it was passed around. I figured how appropiate my crazy grandfather would be of the annointed in this nutty religoin.
I hated every minute of this religion. What a horrible way to grow up.
-fin
i just got back from newport beach, where i had laser surgery on my eyes.
since the 5th grade, i have had to wear glasses.
each year my eyes have have needed a new prescription for stronger glasses into my 30's.
Hi JWdaughter, My recommendation would be the doctor I went to, Dr. Thoma in Newport beach. But I would say that distance precludes you from using his services.
After the facility in Sacramento screwed up my original surgery, I got the bright idea to ask my opthamologist who the best eye doctor in the state was. My doctor told me I would have to go all the way to Newport beach to get the best doctor, I live in san Jose. I told my doctor I didn't care, and to book me an appointment with doctor Thoma in Newport beach. After all, vision is extemely important, I don't care if I have to drive a few hours to get the best doctor available.
The cost to me was around $3,500, it's probably a little more now. Who knows, maybe like computers the price went down.
Ask your eye doctor who he would to for LASIK if he were the one getting surgery.
-fin
i just got back from newport beach, where i had laser surgery on my eyes.
since the 5th grade, i have had to wear glasses.
each year my eyes have have needed a new prescription for stronger glasses into my 30's.
Well, Im happy to report 11 years after I posted this, my eye sight is fantastic!
I can still read small print, but it's a little blurry. I went to costco and got a 3 pack of those cheap reading glasses. One in the car, one at work, and one at home.
I'm sorry I swore so much in my posts from 11 years ago.
-fin
with these new disasters going on around the world, i would imagine that the jw's are going ape shit with the thought of death and destruction right around the corner.
i was smart enough to leave this cult after 1975 came and went with a whimper.
i was in my teens at the time and i vividly remember to this day the excitement all the witlesses had with the knowledge that '75 was going to be the year of armageddon!!!
With these new disasters going on around the world, I would imagine that the JW's are going ape shit with the thought of death and destruction right around the corner. (for everyone but them of course)
I was smart enough to leave this cult after 1975 came and went with a whimper. I was in my teens at the time and I vividly remember to this day the excitement ALL the Witlesses had with the knowledge that '75 was going to be the year of ARMAGEDDON!!! I was there, I know the excitement was palpable. I still have Witness relatives, and even though they lived through those times, they follow the company line and say that the Org. never even implied the date, it was just rogue Witnesses getting ahead of themselves. Whatever that means.
To be a dedicated Witness you really do have to have some kind of mental illness. Or at the very least, have a form of depression. I remember the buzz leading up to 1975, the Witnesses really were pushing the prophecy that the ONE true people will be persecuted before Armageddon.
When the Witness dopes in Malawi wouldn't sign their government card apparently the savages that they lived amongst started committing atrocities against them.
I remember the speakers at my congegration with what seemed like glee recounting the atrocities being committed against the Witnesses in Malawi. I remember one speaker telling the congretion about a Witness man being made to rape his own child. I was a teenager at the time and I remember feeling a disconnect with what I was being made to listen to and be a part of. I was sitting there wondering why my parents brought me up in this crazy religion.
Did any of you grow up in these times? Did you sit there as a kid, teen? and wonder why you?
All my Cathloic friends seemed to be having a great, stress free childhood.
i was raised a jehovahs witness from birth, but even as a little child i had my doubts.
that's why i was never baptized.
i believed in jehovah but i just thought it was somehow a load of bullshit.
I was raised a Jehovahs Witness from birth, but even as a little child I had my doubts. That's why I was never baptized. I believed in Jehovah but I just thought it was somehow a load of bullshit. I don't know exactly how to explaine it, but I just didn't totally buy into this cult.
I hated going to all the meetings, the bible studies and going door to door. Especially if we were canvassing a neighborhood where I knew somebody from my school. How embarrasing!
The one thing I loved was going to a conventoin at the Oakland Coliseum.
The time frame was the late 60's to mid 70's. By that time there were at least 2 false prophecies of the end of this wicked system of things that didn't come true during my lifetime. That was it for me. I was no longer a believer. I'm not stupid, the Orginization was and is obviously a false prophet in my book. Too many false predictions.
BUT!!! The conventions at the Oakland Coliseum were still a blast for me. My dad was what was considered an armchair JW, so we would spend most of the time wandering around the outside of the coliseum going from food tent to food tent.
The best treat I remember was the cantaloupe cut in half with a generous scoop of vanilla ice cream in the middle, I still have fond memorie of how ggood that tasted. I must admit that I enjoyed the plays that they had on the stage on the baseball field, but I was just there for the entertainment and the food, the long boring talks were for scoping out the girls and just using my binoculars to look at anything but the boring speakers.
I was raised in that crazy religion and I DO remember being the geeky kid that had to sit at his deck when all the other kids were in the audortiam practing X-Mas carols for the upcoming padgent.
I remember sitting there in the classroom feeling like a priveledged outcast because Jehovah was looking down at me with approval. But always knowing inside that sitting there was wrong and that I would be happier if I was with my calssmates happily singing X-Mas songs.
Dad always told me that I got presents all year round, so I didn't need Holidays. That's a very kind attidude, but my dad grew up having birthday parties, easter, X-Mas and all the others. Easy for him to say that holidays are no big deal, especially since HIS childhood was full of birthday parties and all the other fun holidays.
I remember my first X-Mas tree after I got my own place to live. The feeling was fresh new and exciting. How liberating it felt to me to have my first X-Mas tree!!!
Congratulations and I hope you enjoy your freedom from the Borg.
remember some of the garbage served at the district conventions?.
i was at the dollar store today and noticed they started carrying "shasta" cola.. i started laughing because they used to serve that skunk water at the district conventions when i was a kid.. they always brought in the cheapest, nastiest soda they could buy.. one year we had something called vess cola - that was actually worse than the shasta!
then, they ran out on sunday and had to buy pepsi from the local distributor - we were all rejoicing!!.
When I was a kid, we used to go to the coliseum in Oakland, Ca. for our big conventions. I remember being mildy amused when they had the plays with the people all dressed up in robes and stuff on the stage down on the grass of the playing field. It beat the hell out of listening to the boring bullshit that the main speakers gave from the stage. Even as a kid I was smart enough to know bullshit when it was being thrown my way. But I was captive, so I made the best of it. Anyhoo, my dad and I used to love to wander outside of the stadium where they had all the food for sale. THE best thing they had were the fresh cold cantaloupes sliced in half, with a nice dollup of vanilla ice cream in the center of the cantaloupe. Very refreshing on a hot day!!!
weekly meetings .
book study: 1 hour .
meetings for field service: 15 minutes (13 hours per year) .
This is why I keep coming back to this site. The observations, and writing styles are sometimes brilliant. I wish I could express myself half as eloquently as some of you people.
-fin
mine.... i was about 10 years old, working with one of the pioneers in our hall, and we came across a gentleman that screamed obcenities at us and threatened to kill us unless we left his porch.
i wet my pants.
the pioneer i was with told me that i was a 'weak little witness that brought shame to jehovah for wetting my pants,' and that my punishment would be finishing out the morning's service with wet, piss stained pants.. it was february in toronto.
No.....But I look great in a bikini...:-)
I hated going door to door also, what rubbish. As soon as I was old enough to say no, I never went again.
-fin
mine.... i was about 10 years old, working with one of the pioneers in our hall, and we came across a gentleman that screamed obcenities at us and threatened to kill us unless we left his porch.
i wet my pants.
the pioneer i was with told me that i was a 'weak little witness that brought shame to jehovah for wetting my pants,' and that my punishment would be finishing out the morning's service with wet, piss stained pants.. it was february in toronto.
"The pioneer I was with told me that I was a 'weak little witness that brought shame to jehovah for wetting my pants,' and that my punishment would be finishing out the morning's service with wet, piss stained pants."
Can we assume by your avatar that there is still a little problem wetting ourselves?
-fin
