Well, it happened.
Just this morning I was talking to my aunt, a life-long book sales rep for the WBTS. She asked me, "Lisa, do you ever think you'll come back?"
I replied, "Come back to what? I haven't gone away?"
--> You Know, the TRUTH.
--> Auntie, I don't believe for one second that 11 white men and one token black speak for Jehovah. He doesn't live in Brooklyn and he doesn't want us to spend our leves selling worthless books.
OH MY GOD why did I say that? That's when the threats kicked in. "Well You'll be sorry one day soon because your children are going to pay for you not being JW."
--> Oh really, Jehovah is going to kill my children because I don't go to the Hall? Now I REALLY am not interested in going back.
OH MY GOD. This is going to go around the family like hotcakes, I'll just wait to report until I've been dragged in front of the elder's committee for talking against Jehovah's "organization."
The lines of 'reasoning' she used-- One, I told her I had been doing research for the past two years. She said, "Research can get you into trouble." "Oh, so are we just supposed to take what a man says on blind faith; That's not what the Boreans did." "No it's not blind faith. If you see the sun come up, you don't have to be told."
I said, that's right. But the sun doesn't waver. It comes up and stays up for the whole day. UNLIKE the 'Twelve angry men.'
I asked her, "How the hell should I, a married woman with one child and another on the way, supposed to take advice from a bunch of dried up old men who've never had a family?"
CLICK.