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I just got done listening to this. It is quite enlightening. Thank you both. (Paw and John)

"Natural"-----Yes, that seems to be the operative word.

Rumrunner I had never heard of that movie so I googled it. It sounds like my kind of flick. According to what I read, it is based on a book called Rocket Boys. The article goes on to say that the title of the movie was changed to October Sky (which is an anagram for Rocket Boys) in an effort to appeal to a wider audience. I think I'm going to visit the local library and see if I can get a copy of both. Thanks for the suggestion.

Hi, WG I don't know anything about this class or the individual you mentioned. I do think, however, I can somewhat understand how certain aspects of it can evoke an unforeseen response in you. It's an unsettling reaction and flash of emotions that really defy the logic of the circumstances at hand. It's pretty hard to put into words that are easily understood, though you seem to have done a pretty good job of that. I've learned to recognize it, somewhat, and make a conscious effort to control it. One thing that I found curiously interesting is that it did not have the same affect on Mr. Garden as it did on you even though all three of us spent time in the same "training program". Could it be somehow linked to events that took place the year after he graduated and you and I were still in the program? I suspect that , even though he was only a year ahead of us, the overall experience he had was a bit different. Maybe this is due in part to the changing of the "MOG" that you and I experienced but he did not. I really don't know. It's just a thought. I'll say this, though. If he(the pastor) calls you in the middle of the night and tells you to report to some remote location and you find yourself sitting in some darkened room with 50 people in complete silence--------GET HE HECK OUTTA THERE!

Here are some resultant effects of the space program. In other words, "Space Spin Offs" http://www.thespaceplace.com/nasa/spinoffs.html

October 4, 2007 will mark the 50th anniversary of the launch of Sputnik I by the USSR. Sputnik I was the very first artificial satellite. I still remember our whole neighborhood going outdoors at the same time to marvel at the tiny speck as it made its way across the evening sky. Oh, sure, there will be those who will say I'm just bitter and hanging on to the past. There will be those who say I need to just get over it and move on, but-------------- OOPS! I was saving that part for another post. Anybody else remember it? (Sputnik, that is.)

Just to clarify, JL, you are referring to "recreational" use of the internet, correct? The company I work for has an "intranet" that we use to do most of our business activity including ordering of product, company announcements, technical information, employee handbook and even our daily timesheets. We could not function without it. And now, even paper airline tickets are going the same route as the dinosaur. It only seems natural to seek some recreational diversion where you are forced to spend a good deal of time, anyway. Still, I do see your point about letting things get out of balance. I guess Grandpaw was right when he said "Too much of a good thing is bad." Oops. Gotta go. I really need to answer this IM I just got. edited to add: The general perception of the Amish lifestyle has been distorted by the media and entertainment industry. Many do, in fact, use electricity which they generate themselves. They are not keen on depending on the government supplying their needs. Though they do not have phones in their homes, it is not unusual to see a payphone booth in the heart of Amish country. It is also becoming increasingly more common to see computers in their homes, which they use primarily for business purposes.(Though the youngsters do use them to play video games) (These observations are based on personal experience.)

Bonnie Raitt

Is it Onward Christian Troll-diers?

HOWIE You probably don't remember me, but I remember you. If I had to make a list of the "good guys" from back in the day, you would be way up at the top of my list. It's very nice to "see" you. Waysider.(FL4)

Jim In Fellowlaborers, our personal time was extremely limited. Our day started at 5AM and ended at midnight. After midnight, it was "lights out" and no talking was permitted. We had no phones or TVs. Our only real connection to the outside world was the time we spent at our secular jobs which was supposed to be focused on witnessing to co-workers and promoting the ministry. Also, there was the car radio as you went to and from the complex to work.(mostly AM back then) The apartment complex was set in a rural area. There was not much development nearby and it was forbidden to leave the complex and go into the city without special dispensation. There was, however, a truck stop about a half mile away, on a state route, that had a pay phone. (Everything was long distance) They sold cigs. and coffee and twinkies and so on. There was usually about a 20 or 30 minute stretch of time between night twig and lights out. During that time, some of us would walk together in the darkness to the truck stop under the pretense of going for smokes or coffee. We called them "junk runs". It was during these "junk runs" that we would discuss matters such as those you described. There was no one to listen in as you walked down that dark back road. Of course, you were careful not to make a "junk run" with just "any old body". The name of the truck stop was Wayside Truck Stop. That is why I call myself Waysider.( not THE Waysider, just A Waysider.) Of course, even though many things were discussed, it was not at all obvious that what we were seeing was part of a much larger picture. We thought it was isolated to our program and perhaps to some of the smaller areas from which the program drew participants. I think, in a technical sense, you might consider yourself to be a "waysider" of sorts, also.

I take it you haven't reviewed an Advanced Class syllabus lately. Does it qualify as "written teaching"? You might just want to put the sections on devil spirits to the accuracy "litmus test" before you declare it to be pure. Yes, PB, I do understand the gist of what you are saying about having to " bite your tongue." Having to do that and confer with each other in secret, lest we be castigated, is, in part, where my handle "Waysider" comes from. I am not THE Waysider, I am one of MANY Waysiders. We(Waysiders) knew we had to speak in private because we saw what happened to those who dared to express concerns that all was not right in the Fellowlaborers program. We had no idea, though, how wide in scope the problematic concerns were. We thought it was isolated to our little program. A couple years after we graduated from the program, one of the guys, who had returned to his home town, spoke out about what he had seen. Within hours, he had "thugs" at his front door giving him some very stern warnings to keep his opinions to himself. No, I'm not going to "document" it. I really don't care if anyone believes it or not. I know what happened and that's good enough for me.

Ummmm Do you deliver in the hills?

Sorry T-Bone What I meant was "roux" which is pronounced "rue". It's a sauce that's made out of wheat flour and butter. (I could be wrong about that part.I don't make it. I just eat it.) Anyway, you don't eat roux by itself, you make it first and then you add it to some other dish (such as gumbo) Hence the statement, Deja Roux "Didn't I cook this once before?" I should have put this on the cooking thread. Hmmmmm! That's strange, I feel like I already did!

Ya knowI look at some of these old photos that are posted from time to time thinking that surely I will recognize someone.I(almost) never do.It's then that I begin to realize how much bigger this "Wacky Way Thing" was than I ever really knew.I don't know why that thought struck me but strike me it did.Still, seeing the hairstyles and clothing fashions manages to stir up feelings of nostalgia.It all reminds me of this song:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ep7uySNpUyw

Well, in my neck of the woods, there are actually quite a few white squirrels. A hundred miles north, there is an abundance of black squirrels. No joke, They are really both just variations of the Grey's squirrel. I have yet to hear of anywhere in between that can boast a population of rainbow coalition squirrels but, HEY!, who knows for sure?

Roses I know this ain't the prayer thread but I'm gonna pray for you anyhow. And you can't stop me! ^_^

I hear ya, Mr. "ham" Radio I was spared a lot of the really sucky stuff myself. Personally, I think I got off the hook easier than many because of the timing of my involvement. Still, whether it was 6 months or 6 years or 16 years, it was wrong. I think the thing I feel the worst about is that, after I left, people who I had brought in stayed and had to endure this junk. I have apologized to my parents, whom I brought into The Way, many times. They always smile and say that at least they made a lot of really good friends. And, in fact, that is actually true in their case. I'm not sure what that has to do with Holocaust denial but it seemed to fit the conversation somehow.

Deja Rue Didn't I cook this once before?

Teresa James

With the rapidly approaching geriatric status of many top Waysters, perhaps an appropriate addition to the "blue book" might be: What A Fellow's Hip.

"When did the deception start?" What year was he born?

The logic in that baffles me. Wierwille promoted and encouraged the reading and study of materials that were clearly anti-Semitic. Do we really need to list the books again? But since he did not advocate removal of Jews from the organization, that somehow negates the effects that were rendered on the readers of those materials? I'm not at all perturbed, as you suggested, just puzzled at the length some people will go to in denying the reality of what happened in the so-called "good old days". BTW--- I spent three years of my life in a program that was clearly an exercise in socialist living. This was at a time when Wierwille was clearly at the reins of the organization. Either he was totally unaware of how this program was being conducted or he viewed the socialist lifestyle as a valid option for Christian living. Either way, I don't think that sheds a positive light on his awareness or political tendencies.

Oldies You might want to stick to your assertion that VeePee was a swell fella and could do no wrong. At least you have proven to us you really believe that much. If you still insist on maintaining your "knight in shining armor" image of Wierwille, it's really no skin off of my nose. Please don't suggest, however, that he never publically taught that we(TWI believers ) were the chosen ones and had replaced the Jews as God's people. That would be a form of "denial" that really doesn't "appeal" to the thousands who heard him do so. (Myself being one of those thousands.) I like ya, brother, but the coffee is brewing. Can you smell it?

The expression saints and sinners alike is simply a catch phrase that has been used for centuries to signify "all inclusive". It means the same thing as anyone and everyone. Surely if Wierwille was anywhere near as well read as he claimed to be, he must have encountered this phrase many times, especially since it is used in religious oriented writings more than secular writings.