Attack Gypsy

The two drink limit for me was a joke. When I was a WoW, I was 6'5" and 250 pounds. 2 drinks I don't even feel ANY kind of buzz. On my birthday, we went out, and I got seriously hammered. Yeah, blew the limit that night. Branch co-ord chewed me out good in the middle of a hangover. He was litterally screaming at me at the top of his lungs when I was so hung over, every word was painful. He even threatened to kick me out and send me home. I started laughing like crazy. This got him even matter, and screaming louder. "What is so f****** funny?" "The lease is in my name." "Then put it in the R****'s name right now." "She doesn't have the credit, and neither do the others." "Then have it put in mine." "No. And you can't make me." "Yes, I can." "Go for it." He kept screaming for another 15 minutes, but I had already won. Besides, it was in June, so we were gone in another month and a half. Never saw him again.

I went out with a bang. A big one. After sitting through a long grilling by both limb and branch coordinators, me and my fiancee, now wife, had just about had enough. And I think they realized it. Then they uttered the key words "You need to renew your mind and never see or talk to him again". This was in relation to my little brother whom they told me never to see again, because he had already left. I snapped. I don't actually remember it, but this is what my lady told me I did. I turned beet red, whispered "how dare you", picked up the chair I was in, and flung it across the room and through a window. Then I said "We're outta here". And we both got up and left, and never returned. Mind you, this is what she told me I said and did. I have no memory of anything after "renew your mind" until I got home 20 minutes later. Never blacked out from rage before. Was quite an interesting experience. We're now very happy little pagans on the great wheel of life.

Unfortunately, the JW's are rather pushy around here. They did not used to be like that. I went to school with a few of them, and they were some of the greatest people I knew. We've tried to polite "No thank you, I'm not interested" route, only when shutting the door, having it slammed open and a Watchtower shoved into our house. That, and coming just about every other day. I finally got them to stop coming. I got a call from one of my neighbors, who said they were on the street. I quickly threw on my black jeans, black turtleneck, and an old black cloak I had. I answered the door, and they gave their usual spiel, to which I replied "HI! You're just in time. We're having a ritual. But we don't have a virgin to sacrifice. You wouldn't happen to have any lying around, would you?" The woman with them screamed, and they all bolted down the street. They haven't been back. Yes, I'm mean sometimes. Don't shove your religion in my face. I had enough of that.

Wow 85-86 Man, what a year. Went from being someone who taught alot, did alot, gave everything of himself, was always self sufficient, to be only good enough to do the dishes. That was it. That's all I was allowed to do. The dishes. No cooking (which I love and am a really GOOD cook), not teaching, nothing. Just do the dishes. Had a Corps Field year for a family co-coordinator who always did the "listen and obey" crap. Told me they said I couldn't listen to my music (which was wrong. I was never told that in my training), that I couldn't play my guitar. (I ignored that one.) I had a pretty decent job, making some decent money. I was told to get a different job because I didn't need to make that much money. I was told to go work at McDonald's. I was working construction, with a company that had no problem with my special hours requirements. My boss was a Muslim, so he understood "religious requirements" with no issue at all. I went to go buy a car, and was told "No, you don't need one, we already have a car in the house." Ignored that one too. Did I mention I was in OHIO too. Akron, to be specific. Finally got fed up, and just started ignoring everyone, and did my own thing. When we got to get our pins, my family CO said "I'm going to see to it that you have to give that back. You didn't earn it." To which I replied "After spending a year with you, I earned alot more than this, now go f*** yourself". And I walked away from her, and haven't seen her since. Oh, and that was the year of defective WoW Pins, so we all got replacements. (I still have mine, sitting in a jewelry box.) There were good times though. My other family members were great. At least they weren't into the "death camp chic" look. Gods, I hate women who look like that. I like a woman with some meat on her bones, not one with her bones sticking out. AG

I just don't think its dead. Things like this have a habit of rising from the grave. "Sex scandal? Oh, that was a decade ago. Completely new leadership now. Come and see how we've changed!" Sorry, not buying the "TWI is dead" thing. Not until I see New Knoxville site with a "for sale" sign on it.

This may just be me being a little paranoid, but... The last few years have been quiet. The lawsuits have died down, and membership has dropped. But it looks like the bleeding has stopped, and they've stabilized. Within the next 5 years, they'll bring in a firebrand. Someone to rally the troops, so to speak. LCM did have the ability to do that, that's one I won't deny. And this person, probably male, will come in and raise a ruckus, and membership will start climbing again. They're just waiting a few more years. Maybe 2010 or so. The one and only (thankfully)... Attack Gypsy

About 3 years after I left TWI, I found my old bible. I was packing for a camping trip, and found it mixed in with alot of other stuff. I stuck it in my pack, and took it on the trip. Saturday night, we had a big old bonfire. I looked at my best friend Todd, who during my TWI time I was ordered not to have any contact with because "He wasn't a believer, and no intention of ever becoming one" and said "Its time to get rid of the last 10 years once and for all." I pulled the bible out of my pack. I watched his eyes go wide, and I tossed it onto the bonfire. He just smiled and said "its about time."

Will Loy-Boy come back and take control of TWI again? I would think he could, and probably very soon. Its now 2007, statute of limitations on pretty much anything he did has to have run out, or is close to running out.

Oh man, do I remember that one. In the last few years, I've gotten into ancient history, with a focus on the Crusades era. Did you know that "God wills it" was the war cry and slogan for the Knight Templar, used to justify every act of barbarism, cruelty, and murder they committed? Now adays, when I remember someone saying "God wills it", I roll my eyes and groan.

I said that to my wife a few months back. That "I wasn't the man you married" anymore. To which she replied "Of course not, jack***! If you were, you'd be a virgin thats always broke!" Gods, I love this woman. September was 17 years we've been married, and still very happy. The one, and thankfully only, Attack Gypsy

M&A'd because of clothing? Come on... We would have been M&A'd in seconds. Our Twig (Not HF, Twig), was full of young people. We'd have fellowship, dressed in our volleyball uniforms, then go play in the league we all belonged to. Then go have a beer afterwards. This is just stupid. The one and only.... Attack Gypsy

For the picture a few posts above. Loy loDHom ghajtaH Daj nach Dung Daj!

1986 - The returning WOW's having a meeting with Loy-Boy and listening to him apologize over and over again because the vendor they used to make our WOW pins made some shoddy ones, and promising they would all be replaced within the month. And they were. At least he did one thing right. The one and only (thankfully) Attack Gypsy!

SIT - Saying ashuntalaka alot. Reproof - You've screwed up. always followed by... Renew your Mind - I'm right, you're wrong. Do it my way or else.

"renew your mind" - what you think doesn't matter, you're wrong. what I think it right, and you'd better start doing it, or else.