Don't speak for me. You wrote,
They are our brothers and sisters.
Just because my parents freely converted to this religion and dragged me to five meetings a week plus field service does not make the people at those meetings my brothers and sisters. The elders in my congregation judged me and my family and kicked us down in so many ways over the years, and they are not my brothers. The friends I was forced -- yes, literally forced by my parents -- to make at the Kingdom Hall had no problem dropping me when I came out with my doubts about the Organization. They speak cruelly of me and my fiancee and my unborn child. They are not my kin.
If any of the crazy, cruel, braindead Witnesses I once knew stops being braindead, I will be more than ready to forgive and forget. But yeah, to use a figure of speak, they are braindead, and you even expained why they're braindead in your post:
I think a lot of witnesses brains are quite alive but are unreachable because of their dependence on the society for a feeling of worth.
Well, it's precisely because they are dependant on "a feeling of worth" that their brains eventually atrophy. When a brain is, as you put it, "unreachable," the person is effectually braindead. Understanding why the person is braindead doesn't make him or her any less braindead. And yeah, maybe not all Witnesses are braindead, but enough of them that it's reasonable to make that generalization about them.
I don't care if you agree or not, but there's one thing I ask of you, Joel: stop including all of us in your delusional fantasy about Witnesses. Don't say they are "our" brothers and sisters. Maybe "yours," if you want that kind of dysfunctional spiritual family, but not "ours." You are obviously nostalgic for the Organization. Try to remember that most of us are not cursed with that affliction.