So after being at this weekend's snooze fest I thought the following pretty well summed it all up:
If it feels good, looks good, sounds good, tastes good, smells good, or is even moderately enjoyable it is from SATAN! And if you feel it, look at it, listen to it, taste it, smell it, or even remotely enjoy it you are going to die at Armagedon.
If you are too busy, too stressed, or barely able to make financial ends meet, you must pray more, study more, go out door knocking more, and give more money to the organization.
If you are a brother and you have been snubbed, slighted, ignored, bullied, and otherwise passed over for any "advancement" in spite of "reaching out", it is YOUR FAULT! You need to be humble and pray more, study more, go out door knocking more, and give more money to the organization.
Of course the announcement of the finances was read. SAD weekend started with a $3,000 surplus. That plus funds on deposit with the branch (soon to be confiscated by mother) gave a balance before the SAD weekend of $12,000. Elders resolved to send $3,000 to the branch. Expenses were $2,800. "Donations" in the beggiing boxes was $1,200. So we have a deficit brothers of $1,600. WTF???!!??? We are sure you will be self-sacrificing and give generously, and be blessed.
In the afternoon the Hispanic NY company man gave a personal(?) experience about not showing racial prejudice. He stated that growing up in...INDIANA(USA)...everyone was White Europeans. Then due to economic hard times Black people started moving in from the deep South to obtain work...in the STEEL MILLS...of South CHICAGO! And lo and behold a 13 year old Black girl came to school and was a JW from his hall, and she stopped another boy from from bullying him by telliing the bully to, "leave my brother alone!" Ahhh, ain't that sweet? Maybe I am completely clueless, but growing up I always learned that the steel mills were in Pennslyvania, not Chicago. And the last time I looked at a map Chicago wasn't in INDIANA either! But of course 99% of the useful idiots sat around with tears in their eyes, shit eating grins on their mugs, and bobbing their heads up and down like bobble head dolls.
The best part of the whole day was getting to give generously after the afternoon session was done. I "contributed" several slips of paper with I.O.U. $0.00 printed on one side, and JW.Net on the other in the begger boxes.