The dim people. The New World Society. The chosen, brain dead, scared people.
The Watchtower's obedient parrots. Dim witted puppets without any independent will.
Unthinking participants in never-ending meetings, where you get to hear the Watchtower's self produced nonsense repeated for the umpteenth time. Where you are served this worthless vomit of stupidity that is called "spiritual food". Thin goo, void of any nutrition, because of being reheated over and over again, thousands of times. A spiritual diet that means a dead braid for all those the Watchtower has conned into believing that there is any nutrition in it.
Fear - the nameless fear, the fear of the stupid people. Fear of facts, fear of reality.
Fear that only the Watchtower illusions can chase away. Come let us flee far away from reality. Come let us together escape into the illusions, let us together seek Brooklyn's perverted fantasies in their dream world, let us escape further into our black and white world, let us again experience the wonderful time when we could stone our son's and daughters to death, and all those who doesn't agree with us.
Let the time return when we can stone all of them who refuse to accept our reality.
Oh Brooklyn let us relive those times. Let us have the privilege to serve you in this manner. Oh Lord let us show our fear of you and our loyalty. Let us have the Watchtowers greatest privilege, to cast the first stone.
We get to attend all these meetings and assemblies, we get to go from door to door, and like true parrots, parrot Brooklyn's insane nonsense, utter senseless drivel, so obvious to everybody but ourselves, the Organizations true-born, thoroughbred, brain dead, faithful, loyal, useful, insanely grinning, working for free, make believe happy idiots.
Oh, let this never end, let us like F. W. Franz wait for the "generation" to end in a "million years". The generation that was 15, no 13, no 10, no born in 1914 - the longest generation in history. The thoroughbred Watchtower idiot generation, the generations of idiots that will never end. Let us never "walk ahead" of the organization, but always follow after. Let us in an endless row, insanely grinning playacting, scared, useful drooling idiots, follow in the old fools footsteps.
Follow them from 1799 to 1874 to 1878 to 1881 to 1910 to 1914 to 1918 to 1920 to 1925 to 1941 to 1975. Let us never think, let us never reason. Help us like genuine idiots to always stick to your organization, our only fortress and protection against common sense. The organization that will always provide us with a totally meaningless answer to any silly question they can conjure up. The organization who can create problems out of nothing. The organization who can stamp problems out of thin air. The organization who can produce false dilemmas out of nothing.
Let us never lack the Watchtower's limitless resource of "food" consisting of lies, tripe, drivel and nonsense. Let us continue on this diet until we drop in our endless waiting for what is forever promised but will never be experienced by us, Armageddon.
Help us living like the organizations true children, with narrow minds, narrow hearts, narrow in everything. Let no one catch us doing anything to relieve pain and poverty in the world. Why should we care about the world's problems and hungry children? They are going to be butchered in Armageddon very soon anyway. Oh, we are so happy. What happiness it is to belong to the "happy people". The people which enjoys such a limitless freedom. The people who have the freedom to fight "independent thinking", who are free to "believe everything" that the Watchtower prints - yes, we have freedom to sacrifice life and health for Brooklyn. We thank the Watchtower who gave us the "truth" about the coming of Armageddon in 1914, 1925 and 1975. Yes, thank you oh, Great Organization for all these "life-giving truths". Let us never be found lacking in such great "new truth's" in the next hundred years in the Watchtower Societies suffocating embrace.
Oh, great Organization who gave us the truth about the blood. Which has given us the great privilege to sacrifice our children and our own lives to you Oh, Almighty Organization. To us you are everything, for you we are prepared to do whatever you demand. We thank you Oh Brooklyn, for this opportunity to show our loyalty and love for your great Organization, by hating and shunning our own family, our children, siblings and friends. Yes, indeed what are they compared to you, Oh great and holy Organization. We are so happy to have the privilege of belonging to it. Your faithful elders cares so much about you that they are willing to shut up about fathers who molest their daughters for years. What's the ruined life of an innocent little girl compared to the Organizations name and reputation? Yes, what's 1000 girls shattered lives against the precious Organizations reputation? Oh no, the elders know what really matters. No lie, no deceit, no fraud - no indecent act must be spared to cast you in a favorable light. Everything to keep your façade clean Oh, Great Organization. We have all received your message loud and clear, command and we will obey, Oh, Great Organization.
We will always be faithful to you Oh, Great Organization in Brooklyn. We promise that we will never contribute the power to save to any other Organization but you Oh holy one in Brooklyn.
Norm