Virtually the entire JW membership has always seemed to be under some kind of spell. I remember back in 1975 that everyone just forgot about all the lies, false profits, & failed predictions as if it never even happened. It really blew my mind as a 13 year old in 1976 to witness the "amnesia" first hand.
That was the year I started smoking pot as a way of coping with the stress of losing faith in just about anything, especially my parents. I pretty much got stoned everyday until I was old enough to leave home. I went to a KH meeting once on mushrooms. Made a lot more sense and was far more interesting. ;-)
I ended up in prison on a drug charge at age 19 and served 10 months behind bars. Best thing that ever happened to me. I got sober and learned to think a little for myself.
My uncle sold his house (with four kids in it) to pioneer in '75. He "stayed alive till '75".... but not much longer. He died a Df'd alcoholic tens years or so later. He wasn't as fortunate as I was.
To this day my family believes that there is something wrong with me and not their false prophets. God forbid that anyone should criticize their
holy prophets and hold them accountable. Sociopathic zombies.