8 jul 2003
Thomas does not like the White Strips. I had hoped so much to raise a cat with charm, wit, knowledge of when daddy's coming so as to get off the table, and good music taste. Perhaps I set my standards too high.
Well, the convention was mind-numbingly boring, but I had fun because my cousin Larissa brought her three kids this year, whom I love to pieces. New distractions, new worries. And I promise myself this once again: never again. We will see.
My dad decided that since our mother had devoted the entire weekend to listening to Jehovah's Witnesses (and their lies!), he would give us some real education. He has this totally awesome 80s-rific movie, Witnesses of Jehovah, made by some ex-witnesses (apostates! OH GOD!) in 1986. It was interesting, nothing I didn't really note before, except one of the main interviewees was a former member of the Governing Body. Even though I don't believe in any of the crap the JWs spit out, I've always assumed that the people really high up there truly believed it. Ray Franz (I think his name was Ray Franz) remembers being one of the Governing Body differently: they passed new rulings, not from the bible, but from tradition and what they could rationalize. Weird. Ms. Rachel only stayed awake through the movie for its 80s-rific graphics. Alas, to actually think about anything would implode her skull.
One interesting thing is that my dad's dad's mom's mom was annointed. Okay, so we are talking about a time when one out of five Witnesses thought they were annointed, but it's still odd that my family has been Witnesses almost as long as there have been Witnesses. ¶ 07:16
Well, the convention was mind-numbingly boring, but I had fun because my cousin Larissa brought her three kids this year, whom I love to pieces. New distractions, new worries. And I promise myself this once again: never again. We will see.
My dad decided that since our mother had devoted the entire weekend to listening to Jehovah's Witnesses (and their lies!), he would give us some real education. He has this totally awesome 80s-rific movie, Witnesses of Jehovah, made by some ex-witnesses (apostates! OH GOD!) in 1986. It was interesting, nothing I didn't really note before, except one of the main interviewees was a former member of the Governing Body. Even though I don't believe in any of the crap the JWs spit out, I've always assumed that the people really high up there truly believed it. Ray Franz (I think his name was Ray Franz) remembers being one of the Governing Body differently: they passed new rulings, not from the bible, but from tradition and what they could rationalize. Weird. Ms. Rachel only stayed awake through the movie for its 80s-rific graphics. Alas, to actually think about anything would implode her skull.
One interesting thing is that my dad's dad's mom's mom was annointed. Okay, so we are talking about a time when one out of five Witnesses thought they were annointed, but it's still odd that my family has been Witnesses almost as long as there have been Witnesses. ¶ 07:16
