no, I don't think we had a preacher.
We had a scientist, a prostitute, a construction worker, a pregnant woman, a horticulturalist, a teacher....quite a few more, and then me.
anyone else here care to admit they would rather let others do the difficult research for them?
once in the psycho hospital, we played a "game".
(keep in mind that games in such settings were either only a means to keep us from killing ourselves or the other inmates between smoke breaks, or to assist us in gaining insight into our natures (this was never the case except in the following instance.).
no, I don't think we had a preacher.
We had a scientist, a prostitute, a construction worker, a pregnant woman, a horticulturalist, a teacher....quite a few more, and then me.
from another thread:where else does the media so vividly show females as equal .
when i read this, i had to wonder: is there something wrong with doing so?
portraying women as equals?
One has to wonder if the new "Domestic Discipline" movement is due to men's increasing frustations.
from another thread:where else does the media so vividly show females as equal .
when i read this, i had to wonder: is there something wrong with doing so?
portraying women as equals?
Jayson,
Regarding that blurb? That was almost exactly how I behaved with my two husbands. I subjugated my needs to the point where it was expected 24/7, and I would get screamed at or abused if I stepped out of line. The very line, I might add, that I created for myself based on how I was raised and their expectations. It got me no where but divorced.
anyone else here care to admit they would rather let others do the difficult research for them?
once in the psycho hospital, we played a "game".
(keep in mind that games in such settings were either only a means to keep us from killing ourselves or the other inmates between smoke breaks, or to assist us in gaining insight into our natures (this was never the case except in the following instance.).
Hmmmm...maybe Tim is right. I've missed my calling.
Since I can't create on my own, but seem to do much better "fixing up" what I perceive to be wrong with others' work, perhaps I should become a critic of some sort. Would fit in really well with my negative nature.
Okay, here's another game we played in the psych hospital.
We were told that the earth would be destroyed, and that we had an hour to board a space craft to start a new world. Problem was, there were 19 of us, and only room for 8 in the space craft.
We were all given slips of paper, on which was written our occupation. On that basis, discussion would start as to whom was going to be permitted to board the space craft.
Sexes, unless obvious (as in the pregnant woman) were to be the sex of the recipient of that occupation. So, if a woman got a piece of paper saying, "carpenter", she was a female carpenter. Or scientist. That would further aid discussion.
So, we get our pieces of paper. I took one look at mine and groaned. I knew I was dead meat, right then and there.
Can anyone guess who I was?
Oh, and yes, I was the first to go.
Rosemarie
" "we're alive!
" i said, "we're alive!
everybody was doing the same thing, hugging and dancing in circles.
You know, for all the years I was a JW, I never once thought about the houses left remaining, much less going to live in one and removing the family treasures from within. That is sick, sick, sick.
As a matter of fact, I never did think about the New System, because I knew I wouldn't be there. Seems I was right...
Also, I do remember women talking about going into Wanamakers and getting dresses after the Big A. Women who, by the way, wouldn't know Chanel from Jaclyn Smith or Prada from All That Jazz. I pictured myself on the scene, and knew right away what I would do...trained from infancy to put others first, I knew I'd just let everyone take everything she wanted and be content with what I had. I knew that others would neither notice nor care. But Jehovah would. He'd reward my lack of greed. With what, damned if I knew.....But surely he would. Good people get rewarded, right?
These "rewards"? The "rewards" for a lifetime of putting others first? They ain't never coming.
Time for me to stop looking for them.
" "we're alive!
" i said, "we're alive!
everybody was doing the same thing, hugging and dancing in circles.
I do hope when the end comes that at least one of the remaining ones has some pot seeds in his pocket.
LOL
i just had to pass this on to you.. it is an e mail that is making the rounds.. what do you think of this.... (beware!
gagging may be expected).
the 41,000 friends at the international convention in michigan .
Personally I think Mr. Sydlik should be a bit worried. After all, the God he worships is one who zaps a guy for stretching out his hand to stop God's stuff falling to the ground. A bit of trying to be helpful and all that's left is a smoking grease stain
Not to hijack the thread, but this always troubled me. I know I would have done the same thing. It's an impulse...TO BE HELPFUL, for god's sake. When I see something about to fall, I don't think, "Hey, maybe someone else will rush right on in and get it before it hits the floor". I go for it.
Did this poor guy even have a chance to think, "Well, it's never happened before, but I'll bet if I just wait, an angel will step in and catch this".
The more I REALLY think, the less I think of the God of the OT. Although I must admit, I have never thought too much of him in the first place.
last night some whacko beat me up while i was in bed.
nothing is broken, but i'll be seriously bruised for a while.
my left shoulder blade took the most of the beating when i had huddled face down, with legs tucked underneath and arms wrapped around my head and ribs for protection.
this is horrible. However, I truly admire your attitude.
i've been thinking about the part at the dc on "beware the voice of strangers".
they mention three areas to watch: any dissenting talk against the organization, the internet and the media(as in newspapers, news-shows on tv, etc.).
there's been quite a bit of talk already on this board about the internet part of the talk.
have found this though, among dubs not surprisingly, when I recounted a news item that I had read on the net and met with skepticism . They are unable to appreciate the difference between a BBC News site and say a chat room personal experience
This is often true. I wonder how many American dubs even know what the BBC is....
" "we're alive!
" i said, "we're alive!
everybody was doing the same thing, hugging and dancing in circles.
The pathology needed to make this statement is frightening
Big Tex, I gotta tell you....I just admire you to death, and have much affection for you. You are, in my humble opinion, perhaps one of this boards most under rated posters. Nothing grandiose about you, but you are dead on in your assessments most of the time. Plus....you have a heart, and you are not afraid to let it show.
Pathology...yes.
I've posted this before, so please bear with me if you've already been bored with this one.
I HATED THOSE FRIGGING DRAMAS AT THE CONVENTIONS.
All the applauding when the "evil, wicked ones" bit the dust truly nauseated my daughters and myself. Had the applause been merely "polite", it wouldn't have offended me so much. But the applauding was passionate, almost exhuberant. My daughters and I always declined to applaud. We would look at one another with genuine bewilderment and pain and quietly cast disapproving looks at our "sisters". Of course, no one noticed, since they were too caught up in the passion of revelry at the destruction of fellow humans.
I guess I never did quite fit in.
Rosemarie