After long association with an elder, i knew all the secrets. I knew they often do not agree. I knew they often had sisters in the cong. who were sort of ther mistresses. I always stayed close to the fringe-i liked those people better. (rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints) they did not approve of my dress, men liked me(dispite all there efforts to discredit my name) i was known to use slang(gee darn gosh( without being sorry.)In my younger years, i generally played with the elders, teasing them,there are a lot of 2 face jerks.but later, i got very bold and would give it right back to them-at the hall, wherever. I would answer questions and expound on my own thoughts. Not enough they could stop me, just enough to make them uncomfortable. My long assocaition with an elder came in handy. If they tried to corner me in the back room, i would just bring him along for my atty.It took me a while to learnr how to play the game, but when i did-i got good at it.
It is not like i started out this way. At one time i really respected them and all that. But i had just saw too much and knew about too much injustice, me being on the receiving end of it.So i decided to give them a dose of their own medicine.
Surfice to say, they are not soory i am not attending meeting and i would be so surprised to see them make a call on me (me being inactive and all)