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share your favorite photos of the past year?
by sowhatnow infor fun, id like to see some photos of wildlife in your area that you have photographed.. im not sure how to post photos, so i provided a link for my best ones on artpal.. hope to see some great pics.
i love birds and sunsets, if you have some of those.
http://www.artpal.com/chatpaltam.
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1958 Convention Program. 8 days from 9am till 9pm. Anyone attend?
by StopTheTears inhow in the world did they justify this torture?
imagine the children forced to sit in the summer heat at yankee stadium for 12 hours a day.
for 8 days.
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A walk down memory lane I was there in 1953 and 1958, Rose bowl in1963 and Dodger stadium for the last really big ones in 1969 and 1973.
Yes my folks and me were on the grass at Yankee stadium on Sunday.
Remember after being there for 12 hours everyone would sing the last song "Keep your eyes on the prize."
Than they turn off all the lights, The only thing that was lite was the lights around all the flowers. People were crying....it reminded me the torch light parades Hitler did before the war.....yes we thought we would fight and never loose.... yes my friends those were the days!
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Chapter 2 of the Novel "New Boy"
by new boy inchapter 2.
the door to door salesman.
so back in the nineteen fifties people bought all kind of things from door to door salesmen.
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Chapter 2
The door to door salesman
So back in the nineteen fifties people bought all kind of things from door to door salesmen. It was a time when milkmen would still deliver milk right to your back door. I remember the Helms bakery truck on our street and of course the Good Humor ice cream truck. My mother, Norma bought stainless steel cookware from a door to door salesman. She also bought us the 1956 World Book encyclopedia. Something every kid needed at the time. Just a few years later of course the information was out dated and not of much value. Just like life, valuable information one minute of little use the next. The pictures were fun to look at. Of course we bought many items from the famous Fuller Brush salesman. She almost bought me an accordion once from a fast talking salesman. I’m glad she passed on that one.
She never got permission from my father for anything she ever bought. And boy, was he pissed when he got the bill for $319 for the stainless steel cook ware. A lot of money for my poor old dad to cough up back in 1955. I bet the encyclopedias wasn’t cheap either.
The thing about my father was, he probably was the most pussy whipped man on the planet. In fact if you look up the word “pussy whipped” in the dictionary, it has a picture of my father’s face there.
In 1952 my mother bought something really strange from a door to door sells person. No one was expecting it, for sure. It was a religion. This turn out to be very expensive. The cost of which turned out to be hundreds of thousands of dollars. Even though she has been dead for over thirty years it’s a bill that her children, grandchildren and her great grandchildren are still paying for till this day. Yep, the gift that keeps on giving.
The first Jehovah’s Witnesses my mother ever met looked pretty innocent. They were two sweet little old ladies knocking on our door on a warm Saturday morning in Azusa, California. They had quite a story to tell my mother. A story that made my mother quake with fear. A story that confirmed my mother’s worst fears. The ladies pulled out their bibles and showed her scripture after scripture that showed her that Satan the devil was in charge of everything here on Earth. He was in control of all the governments, churches and businesses. They showed her how bad people are, by reading to her second Timothy, third chapter, were it said “But know this, that in the last days grievous times shall come. For men shall be lovers of self, lovers of money, boastful, haughty, revilers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy, without natural affection, implacable, slanderers, without self-control, fierce, no lovers of good, traitors, headstrong, puffed up, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God; holding a form of godliness, but having denied the power therefore. From these also turn away.”
My poor mom, she looked like someone had just shot her dog. She knew in her heart they were right about how bad people really are. She felt this way for many years. Yes, the world was a terrible place. She knew this ever since she was eight years old. She knew this right after her mother died trying to give herself an abortion with a coat hanger in Kansas farm house in the winter of 1934. After which her father shipped her and her brothers off to live with different relatives. She knew this ever since her drunken seventy year old grandfather came into her bedroom late one night and sexually abused her after her mother was dead for just one month.
The old ladies could see it in her face. They had found one of “god’s sheep.” They got a gleam in their eye. It was time for the close. It was time give her the good news. What was the good news after scaring the shit out of my poor mom? The good news they told her is god was really pissed too. So much so that very soon he would be coming down here with his son and kicking some serious ass. How much ass would be kicked? Billions of people would soon be dead. However, more good news, she and just a few others could be saved. Yes, she could save herself and her family if she joined god’s people. She needed to join god’s people and spread the word about the coming destruction of the vast majority of mankind. Time was running out back in 1952. It was time to spread the good news! They sold my mother two magazines for 10 cents and left. They would be coming back to study the bible with her every week at no charge. This home bible study was a course completely free. That just shows you how nice they are. There was a bill of course but it came much later.
Anyway they started off studying the bible with the help of numerous bible study aids. The most popular one at that time was the “Let God Be True” book. Bible study aids are needed because the bible needs help to really understand it. It really needs some aids. The little old ladies informed my mother “That the bible can be very vague in places so the aids can help you and point you in the right direction.”
I found out years later that there are over 20,000 different Christian sects in the world. I wonder if they all have “bible study aids” too. Aids to point you in the 20,000 different directions you can go in trying to figure out the mind of god and what the Bible is really trying to say. Wow! 20,000 different concepts of what the Bible really means. What’s interesting is the vast majority of these churches feel they have the only true way to god.
The aids explained to my mother what got god so pissed off in the first place. It seemed that in the beginning of in creation with Adam and Eve, Satan challenged god to a contest. He said that given enough time he could turn everyone on the planet against him. Satan had already won this contest with Jehovah when he turned the two perfect people created away from him, Adam and Eve. So god wanted a rematch, so he said sure bring it on. So for about six thousand years Jehovah and Satan have been fighting over who could get the most followers. Now the time is almost up. Very soon the ladies said the “very great day of god the almighty was coming. The great war of Armageddon.” The war between god and man. The funny thing about this war, was god was going to kill billions of men, women and children because they chose Satan instead of him. It turns out that there is only about one Jehovah’s Witness to every thousand people on the planet. So most of the people are not going to make it, just like in the time of Noah. God’s answer to this huge loss in the popular vote is to kill off all those who are not for him. If you read the bible this has been going on since the beginning of time. One of the biggest causes of death on the planet is god.
However, Armageddon will be the granddaddy of all massacres on the planet. I say massacres because no one can fight against god. It will just be god wiping out mankind. So what happens to Satan then? He gets death too or even torture? Nope, god has a better idea, he going to put him prison for a thousand years. Most of mankind dies and Satan lives? Yep, it seems god has another plan for him. God likes to test people. So after a thousand years god is going to let him out of jail. He needs to test all his perfect people again. If you choose correctly you get everlasting life with the rest of god’s people. If you choose incorrectly you get squashed like a cockroach. This seems like a no brainer. But according to the Bible a big percentage of people would really die then live with god’s people for eternity. I wonder why?
It was six months of hard studying for my mother to get this all straight. Getting inside the mind of god is not easy stuff.
Anyway after a few weeks of studying the bible with her new friends, it was time to meet the rest of the congregation. I didn’t remember the first meeting we went to. I was too young but I heard about it years later. Yes, everyone “Love bombed” my mother. What is love bombing? It goes like this. You go to their Kingdom Hall. That is what the Jehovah’s Witnesses call their meeting place. You are introduced to many different people with smiling faces.
“Norma this is Sister Jones.”
“Norma we are so happy you are here.”
“I love your baby Norma, just call be Brother White.”
You get the idea. Everyone loves you. We are all brothers and sisters in god’s big happy family.
My mother finally found a home. A real home with people who really liked her. After years of being an outsider and with no real family around at least ones she liked, she got her adapted family finally.
She never asked my baby sister and me if we wanted to join Mom’s new family. She of course didn’t consult my pussy wiped father either.
They say everything in life is timing. It’s so true. Timing is everything! Ask any salesmen.
There is a story about a man in New York City who is of average age and build, nothing special to look at. He spends all day walking up and down Madison Ave. He walks up to 150 to 200 women a day. He looks them straight in the eye and asks them. “Do you want to fuck?” And yes, his face gets slapped. He gets cursed at. There is a lot of upset women after that rude question. He also has sex with two or three of these women a day who like his question. He said in an interview “some of these women were gorgeous.” He also said. “It’s all about timing and persistence.”
What is the purpose of this story? I guess to illustrate the concept that no matter how wacky or strange an idea can be, if you talk to enough people there is always a few whack jobs out there that think it’s a great idea. Yes, it’s the good old spaghetti principle, you throw spaghetti against the wall some sticks but most of it doesn’t.
My mom needed a family besides ours and she finally got it. The two little old ladies timing was perfect.
The timing is everything. My good old Mom and Dad proved that when they met.
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Chapter One of my New Novel "New Boy"
by new boy inthe pledge is over and all the children sit back down at their desks.
many kids look at keith as he walks back into the classroom.
then your religion is weird.” .
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Chapter 1
The Pledge
La Fretra elementary school, Mrs. Mallet’s third grade class, Glendora California 1957.
All the children are starting their school day by standing facing the American flag with one hand by their sides and one hand on their hearts. Mrs. Mallet an attractive thirty five year old with thick black hair and glasses turns and faces the class.
With a stern look she starts the pledge. “I pledge allegiance to the flag of the united states of…” The whole class chimes in. All the children except for Keith. Keith stands there, with both arms by his side and says nothing. He has kind of a frown on his face as rest of the kids go through the motions of saluting the flag. The pledge is over and all the children sit back down at their desks. Mrs. Mallet turns from facing the flag. “Class before we start our class today we will be having Susan’s birthday party, who would like to help with the cake and ice cream?” The kids throw up their hands with excitement. Keith squirms in his set and says nothing. Mrs. Mallet has a big smile on her face as she looks Keith’s way. Keith would you like to be excused from the birthday party?
Keith nods his head, as if to say yes. He stands up from his chair. Mrs. Mallet “Then... you may leave and set in the hallway until we are done. I will come and get you when the fun is over.”
Mrs. Mallet really doesn’t like Keith. Him, or his whack job of mother or their stupid religion. Her husband fought in the war and got half his leg blown off on Iwo Jima, so people like Keith and his mother could enjoy religious freedom in this country. How dare he stand there and not respect the flag that gave them that freedom! “The little shit.” She thought to herself. She was really happy he couldn’t be at Susan’s birthday party. It was fun to see the little bastard suffer.
Keith walks to the classroom door and turns to look at the birthday cake on the teacher’s desk. He then turns to see many of kids in the classroom with their eyes on him as he walks out the door. Keith walks a few steps and sits down on concrete walkway next to the classroom door. After a minute he can hear through the door the noise of the birthday party going on inside the classroom and finally the happy birthday song for Susan. Keith has a tear in his eye. Twenty minutes later Mrs. Mallet opens the door and steps in the hallway.
“Keith we’re done now you may come back in.” Keith stands up and walks back into the classroom. Many kids look at Keith as he walks back into the classroom. Kids are walking up to a waste paper basket and throwing their used papers plates away. Keith looks over to where the birthday cake was to see a pile of crumbs. Susan is licking her spoon with the pink frosting on it. She looks at Keith and sticks her tongue out at him. Keith sheepishly walks back to his seat and sits down.
“Alright kids everyone get back to your seats. Today we are going to talk about the greatest man in American history... George Washington and we going to talk about how the United States of America is the greatest country in the World.”
Keith looks up at the clock on the wall, still two hours more before recess. The bell finally rings and the kids jump out of seats to get their lunch boxes.
Keith sits on the end of the table by himself and eats his baloney sandwich in the cafeteria. Sometimes kids will sit with him but mostly he sits by himself. He thinks about what his mother told him. “Keith, it’s better to be lonely, then be in bad company.”
A few minutes later he is in the school yard, watching two boys playing tether ball. Susan and another girl walk up to Keith. “So why wouldn’t you come to my birthday party Keith? You’re weird!” I’m not weird it’s my religion.” Keith fires back.
Susan smiles. “Oh Really? Then your religion is weird.”
“It’s not weird. You’re be sorry for saying that one day!”
“Oh really. Well, I think your religion is stupid and you are stupid too.”
Keith turns and walks away.
The girls follow him, announcing “Keith’s religion is stupid. Keith’s religion is stupid!”
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After Being Out for 17 Years He is Back In again!!!
by new boy ini called a guy i haven talked with for over two years yesterday.
i met him at bethel back in the 1970's.
david b was known as the g job king back then.
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I loved Simon's comment.
It truly is a social network. That's why my mother join back in the early 1950's. She was a spiritual orphan, with no friends or family (at least ones she like). She went to the KH and was loved bombed and was called "Sister Norma." Plus the good news, her and her new friends would soon be on a paradise Earth, after god would kill off millions of bad people.
Yes, welcome to the "great/in crowd".
Yes, Simon is right the witnesses are not going away anytime soon.
There always be will plenty of social misfits, spiritual orphans and structure junkies to fill their ranks and files. I do believe they are losing their children trying to sell this program to them. Kids are so much smarter today then my generation..... thank god both my kids are out.
As to "saveathome's" question
In the 1970's Bethelites could have out side jobs. It was frown upon but legal. They only paid us $22 a month in 1974 and $14 of that went for subway tokens. If your folks weren't sending money that $8 didn't go far. So guys went out and worked 5 to 10 hours a week most of them at the minimum wage of $1.45 an hour. They made more in one night then they made at Bethel working there for a whole month.
Because of people like my friend Dave abusing the G jobbing thing sometime in the 1980's or 1990's they made it illegal to do outside work. Instead they bumped up their wage to $100 a month, or about $.50 an hour.
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After Being Out for 17 Years He is Back In again!!!
by new boy ini called a guy i haven talked with for over two years yesterday.
i met him at bethel back in the 1970's.
david b was known as the g job king back then.
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I called a guy I haven talked with for over two years yesterday. I met him at Bethel back in the 1970's. David B was known as the G Job king back then. In fact he is still mentioned in the "new boy" talks to this day. The reason being, after he worked a 47 hour work week at Bethel he had another 40 hour a week full time job out side of Bethel.
Pretty amazing when you think about. Not much time for sleep.
He hated Bethel. Like so many back there, he didn't want to leave but really didn't want to stay.
It sounds like many of the posters here. I can't blame them. Sometimes in life many people feel the pain "we know" is better than the pain "they don't know."
No matter how insane our lives maybe, the "unknown" can be a lot more scary!
Anyway he told me he is back "in" Borg. It took him two years to do it but he did.
Wow.... He left over twenty years ago!
I asked him why. He said "world conditions." I said "Dave we were never supposed to have got out of High school over 50 years ago. Armageddon was coming back then!"
He said "I know."
I wanted to talk to him more but really didn't know what to say.
In the end I told him "I bless and honor everyone's spiritual path and wished him the best."
Yes, there as been some tough times in the recent years but I never thought going back to that thought system could be an answer.
It reminded me of the movie "Invasion of the body stanchers." At the end when the guys friend becomes one of the aliens.
P.S. I wonder want the record is for the number of years of being out and returning to the.......
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Calling on all EX Bethelites From The 1960s, 1970s and 1980s
by new boy inmany have commented here about my bethel experiences.
even though it's been over 40 years since i was there, many have found the stories to be interesting and amusing.
some have even mentioned writing a book about them.
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Thank you Talesin
I really would like some other input on the project. There are lots of wonderful stories that need to be told -
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Calling on all EX Bethelites From The 1960s, 1970s and 1980s
by new boy inmany have commented here about my bethel experiences.
even though it's been over 40 years since i was there, many have found the stories to be interesting and amusing.
some have even mentioned writing a book about them.
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Many have commented here about my Bethel experiences. Even though it's been over 40 years since I was there, many have found the stories to be interesting and amusing. Some have even mentioned writing a book about them.
As the say in the "tooth" after much "praying on the matter." I decide to do just that.
I was surprised to find very few books on the internet about what it was like inside the world head quarters of the Watchtower bible and truck society. I read Brock Talon's (not his real name) book. I enjoyed it very much. I feel there is so much more that could be said.
With that in mind I would like the help of any out there, that served in NYC bethel from the 1960s through the 1980's to contact me (PM) with any experiences you would like to share. I really don't want this to be my story but the story of the many people who experienced the insanity of that place and time. Humor is important. This isn't going to be a "poor me" book. I'm hoping it will bring tears and smiles.
Even though there would be limited appeal, If we could help just one person. It would be worth the effort.
looking forward to hearing from you all
Keith Casarona
New Boy
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So Thankful
by BeautifulMind ini was just sitting here on this beautiful saturday afternoon thinking about how thankful i am that i left the jws.
do i wish i had woke up and left sooner, sure.
but i'm definitely happy that i'm out period, and for so many reasons but i just will share a few.
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Having been in for over 50 years, I think of the thousands of hours at bethel and in the field service, all those long boring meetings. I smile to myself and think of the wonderful words "The Beatles" said over 45 years ago.
"Oh...that magic feeling no place to go!"
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Your favorite "bumper stickers"
by new boy ini have two.
"please god protect me from your people".
"if you love something let go.......if it doesn't come back, hunt in down and kill it" .
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"Gods don't kill people. People with Gods kill people"
Yes I like this one!