Thanks. It's dumfounding. I cannot believe that he is doing, and saying, exactly what everybody says he would. I jokingly asked him if they gave him a handbook on what to say and do, and then I remembered, yeah, they do. Hundreds. He is being trained by some of the best sales ppl in the world. I told him I have no doubt the ppl in the pews honestly believe they are doing God's Work, but look at the big picture. Wasted oxygen. I hate his cult identity. He thinks he either has to be 100% good, or 100% bad. But, he doesn't have to be 100% good yet because he isn't baptized. WTF? I can read all the books, quote all the statistics, make the paralells between JWs, FLDS, Children of God, and Scientology, but it's a waste of time. I've planted all the recommended "seedling" questions, but these "good people" have got their meat hooks in him. I asked him how long it will take before he limits contact w/me, before his Bible Study teacher tells him I am demonized, and a stumbling block, or a bad asssociation. How long will it be before they have Sister GoodChristian picked out for him to date. They know about me. He says they never will, but threatens to limit our contact when we really get into it, like hes done recently to somebody else (yeah, hypocrite, much?). He tells them everything I say. I say tell them I am a supporter of the vast Apostate Army. He wants me to talk to his Bible teacher, I tell him I refuse to talk to an indocrinated cult member, I cannot argue with him, he will be better at because HE IS TRAINED in debate, and has memorized answers, and could probably sell water to a drowneding man, and no matter what I say or present, you will believe him anyway. It's the hamster wheel effect. I know you all have heard this story before, it's almost laughable. Ever see the movie Groundhog Day? I read the posts here from other people in my suituation. I'm in for a world of hurt. I found myself actually thinking how long could I possibly live a lie just to avoid all this, but I can't. I've read to much, seen to much for myself, and he'd know I was lying.