OK, maybe peaceloveharmony and I can start ouw OWN clique.
Mony, whatcha doin' thursday night? ;)
we're the apostates!
we're a special group of colorful, round snuggly little apostates whos job it is to help you understand your own feelings and share them with others.. as you can see, we have special pictures on our tummies, and those pictures tell you the special job each of us loves to do.. .
i'm tenderheartsimon, and it's my job to help people reach out to each other.
OK, maybe peaceloveharmony and I can start ouw OWN clique.
Mony, whatcha doin' thursday night? ;)
we're the apostates!
we're a special group of colorful, round snuggly little apostates whos job it is to help you understand your own feelings and share them with others.. as you can see, we have special pictures on our tummies, and those pictures tell you the special job each of us loves to do.. .
i'm tenderheartsimon, and it's my job to help people reach out to each other.
MAN!
First i wasn't good 'nuff for the JW cliques, now the Apostate Cliques exclude me too! Who do I have to fuck to join?
i don't usually post jokes like this, but this was so funny and touched me.
some of you know how i like to drink!.
dui.
The Reverend Sam Kinison said it well, "..how else are we supposed to get our CARS home?"
"firm and determined to have him in the end,.
the elder said, "johnny, i want to be your friend.. be silent, young lamb, let me have ya;.
shut up little lamb and i'll have ya!.
"Firm and determined to have him in the end,
the elder said, "Johnny, I want to be your friend.
Be silent, young lamb, let me have ya;
shut up little lamb and I'll have ya!
But know if you say a word, I'll deny it all;
Your word against mine, son; YOU will take the fall!
The rules are set up to protect me,
The old men in Brooklyn will protect me!
For Christ's flock I've worked so hard, doing this and such,
I'm stressed, I deserve a break, you don't mean that much.
You're just a kid and I'm an elder!
The others kept quiet, now it's YOUR turn.
during the same weekend conversation which stimulated my recollection of "1975 stockpiling", i also recalled the "vietnam war pioneer" phenomenon -at least that's what i call it.
i thought i would post something about it to see if others remember this.. during the 1960s, when the draft started to supply troops for the vietnam "conflict", a phenomenon developed in our area, at least, and i'm wondering if this occurred nationwide?
(i can't remember if this was officially handled in the mags and from the stage, or if it was just another one of those things that was affected quietly behind the scenes.).
I can only speak for myself - i wasn't aware of any mass movement of the sort you mention.
People have almost no control over the year that they're born. ;)
as children they have little control over the political events they inherit.
Like millions now living, I was a baby-boom child, so my 18th birthday and the VietNam war coincided quite nicely. At the time I turned 18 I had already been ten plus years in the borg - pretty craft for a nine year old to plan his draft evasion before he could even spell it, huh?
In New York City, where I was born and lived (not fleeing like a coward to protect my faith) the local draft board was not easily impressed when a young hunk o' cannon fodder claimed to be a conscientious objector, yet after what seemed at the time to be interminable hearings and appeals, the local draft board accepted my claim and granted me conscientious objector classification.
Throughout the process I remained in absolute compliance with the law of the land, even reporting for my physical exam before my 4A came through. I fully expected to have to go to jail for my beliefs, and I was as prepared as any unsocialized naive JW kid could be do do so.
During this personal difficulty, I received these comforting words from an older brother in the congregation who had survived Nazi Germany: "The government has all our records. They're going to look at how much time *I* put in service, and they'll send *YOU* to jail."
Some ten years later (still pretty craft to hang on so long after I "didn't have to", eh?) when I saw that the Watchtower was a false religion like all others, I had some regrets about failing to serve my country - many of my generation had made great sacrifices, right or wrong, and I saw myself as just having skated by. Those regrets were relieved when I read an interview with a vet who said, "All of us were only trying to do what we felt was right."
"They say I was born in the land or the free.
But the "Home of the briefcase" is all I can see.
With your houses and highways you've covered the land,
But freedom's a fable if the conscience is banned.
So I'm going to prison for what I beleive,
I'm going to prison so i can be free..."
Semper Fi
those of us who are in the ranks of dedicated witnessess what are you doing or plan to do to influence the world around you spiritaully?
like swelling our ranks or being a personal demonstration of the truth?
On a spiritual level I'm massaging the breasts of that hot chick on that TV show. Physically though, I'm just sitting on the crapper taking a dump.
I'm glad I recognize the importance of my spiritual activity.
Originally New York City, now Seattle, WA.
i found this one of mine...on a site.
observations at assemblies.
i gotta get me one of dem signs that says "brothers needed" and walk around the assembly all day with it like that guy with the bad acne is doing...maybe i can find me a millennium man and settle on down for eternity.
Ah, assembly memories...
When I was (finally!) old enough to volunteer at the assemblies, I started working in the food service crews (this was all very long ago) I eventually learned what the older guys knew - that one of THE SWEETEST jobs was to be on the "night crew."
The guys on the night crew would patrol the assembly grounds to keep things secure, and they had good clean fun doing it. The biggest side benefit was that because you were up all night protecting Jehovah's tangible assets, you got to SLEEP DURING THE MEETING!!
WOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeee!!! Go to the meeting, hang with your friends all night, and get a free pass outa the meeting! EX-cellent!
One assembly in Washington DC is particularly burned into my memory because although we made this "offering" to Jehovah, the brothers in charge of the Assembly, in their infinite wisdom, resisted providing shower facilities for the workers. After we spent five days and nights in the same clothes in 90+ degree temperatures with 95+ % humidity day and night (DC summers are friggin' HOT) and were all smelling like especially pungent imported cheeses, the brothers relented and allowed us access to the athlete's showers. I removed my slimy undergarments and threw them in the garbage, lathered up and rinsed about a half-dozen times.
Later I worked as a meatcutter, but that was less fun - although it did have blood and knives. :)
At one assembly - it might have been this same one, I can't recall - back when there were talks about the evils of popular music, a group of us were sitting in the bowels of the convention site. We could hear the goings-on just fine, but we were out of the way, which we enjoyed. A friend of one of the guys who was occasionally studying brought his guitar. (I'll call him Charlie) During one of the intermissions this guy would play, and he played well. But it was only acoustic guitar - no amps, no drums, no keyboard. I should mention that I'm tone deaf - to me everything sounds like breaking glass - so I couldn't tell you what he was playing, but it was good and it was played with feeling. So Charlie's playing away when some doddering old man goes by, hears the music, and launches into a tirade, "WHAT IS THAT MUSIC?" "I don't know," I tell the old kook, "I think it's just chord patterns." But this guy was all full of fire and brimstone - said he wanted our names, that he would be contacting our congregations, etc, etc. I eventually got his heartrate back into a safe range and he stopped the inquisition - on the condition that we stop the music.
After he left, I found out what Charlie had been playing:
"Get Together" by Jesse Colin Young
Love is but a song we sing, fear's the way we die
You can make the mountains ring, or make the angels cry
Though the bird is on the wind, and you may not know why
Come on people now, smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
Some may come and some may go, you will surely pass
When the one that left us here, returns for us at last
We are but a moment's sunlight, fading in the grass
Come on people now, smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
Come on people now, smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
Come on people now, smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
If you hear the song we sing, you will understand
You hold the key to love and fear all in your trembling hand
Just one key unlocks them both, it's there at your command
Come on people now, smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now
Come on people now, smile on your brother
Everybody get together
Try to love one another right now...
(Coyright 1967 Youngbloods)
Certainly this WAS inappropriate music for a group of young christans, many of whom were facing the US Army draft with the prospect of going to VIet-Nam, to be listening to.
I hope old Brother Music Critic is dead now.
read this site...and the jws think they have the troof?.
http://w3.ime.net/~wchesley/bruderhof/our_experiences.html.
sample quotes:.
Has The Watchtower ever exposed this evil and pernicious organization?
On WHAT GROUNDS? Oh, yeah... "because they're not us."
i was watching tv last night and on tvland (a cable channel that shows older tv shows from the 50's onward) they had some drama about this little boy who gets edison's disease.. his mom is in a cult called satan fighters.
now here's an interesting beleif system, is it based on a real cult?.
they beleive when someone gets deathly ill, they are 'angel possesed' and that the angel is possessing the poor person to take him to heaven.
Wasn't Wet Tight Tina a pioneer?
Would someone please verify this?
Have they begun filming episode IV yet?