So this last week I went to visit a very dear friend of mine about 21 hours away. She is one of the two people I have had a major hand in helping to see the bullshit of the Watchtower religion. In any case, as we were driving through a neighborhood, guess what we saw. Yep. Two brothers going door to door. I looked over at her and said "do you want to mess with them?" "Did you have to ask?" So I pulled over and waited for them to finish leaving some of their propaganda in the screen door of a not at home, we got out of the car, and I shouted at them from across the street "Hey, are you Jehovah's Witnesses?" When they responded in the affirmative I waved them over, telling them that I had a question for them. They were beaming like gee-ho-bah himself had pushed them in my direction. A new study for SURE! I told them that I'd come across a red book of theirs that discusses Revelation in some considerable depth. I mentioned that I was a history buff and that, though I disagree with how they came to the 1914 date due to the fact that they are the only ones that say 607 as opposed to 586/7, I understand how they come to that date. BUT, I let them know I didn't quite understand the importance of 1919. The lead brother told me that it had to do with a greater fulfilment of the Jewish release from Babylon, and that in 1919 the brothers abandoned what false religious customs and beliefs that they still had. I raised an eyebrow and asked when it was that Jehovah's Witnesses stopped celebrating Christmas, knowing full well that it was after 1919. "Well, don't you think we should consider one question at a time?" he asked. Yeah, sure, whatever. He went on to explain that "Witnesses look to the Bible for their guidance, and Proverbs 18:4 says that things will become clearer as the end of this system of things draws near." "Oh really? Didn't you mean to say Proverbs 4:8?" The dumb fucking bastard had to admit in front of his precious little service buddy that, yes, I the one inquiring knew more about their scriptures than they did. He looked sooooo ashamed. I carried it on a little longer. My dear friend was, at several points, almost unable to contain her laughter at the futility of their attempts to "reason with me." Finally, it grew a bit cold and, mainly for the sake of my friend, I suggested we part ways with one another so she could get in the car and out of the wind. As they walked back to their car I rolled down the window and made it clear that they need not count their time spent talking to us.
Nothing like ruining an otherwise "good day out in service" for a couple of those friggin idiots.