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  1. As a long time type 1 diabetic, I find the article absolutely horrifying, repulsive, tragic, and enraging. Has it ever occurred to these buzzards that God may have inspired the scientists who did the research to develop insulin? I wish I could feed them to the crocodiles one bite at a time. Those sons of bytches! May God have mercy on them. I could not!
  2. I believe from the University of South Carolina but I'm not sure. Now you can all go back to tearing her down. She was wonderful when I knew her.
  3. Knew her years and years ago. She was wonderful then. I hope she still is.
  4. We were in family 20 for about 3 months and two couples got kicked out of F19 for something along those lines while we were there.
  5. During our brief tenure in FWC we spent a lot of time harvesting produce grown there. I distinctly remember apples, potatoes, tomatoes and perhaps onions. We were involved in making salsa; I've written about that elsewhere. They raised chickens, beef and pigs as well. Did we benefit from this largesse? Nope. It was shipped to HQ. it's a challenge to perform four hours of hard physical labor after a breakfast of one cup of granola and milk, and a delicious lunch of one cup of tomato soup and two zwieback crackers. On rare occasions we got chicken or other meats, and every day we had to exercise vigorously. I realized recently that this arrangement is very similar to a work camp in a communist country. We workers slaved away for the benefit of the elite, who graciously permitted us to have a few crumbs from under their gilded tables.
  6. So I have a medical condition that precludes seeds, nuts, raw grains. Does that mean I'm eating devil's food? As Bugs Bunny would say "what a maroon!"
  7. Mr. Garden frequently cooks potatoes and onions together. The onions perfume the house. To me, it's the scent of a beloved man enjoying a meal. I was flabbergasted at the thought of every one lining up their taste buds with his. So not right!
  8. The worst part was only the Head Table got coffee!
  9. In 1993 we were FWC for a couple of months, at the Indiana campus. The food was atrocious! Chickens were raised and slaughtered, as well as pigs and beef. We seldom ate meat. Most got shipped to NK.The kids were always hungry. We made tons of "salsa" with no onion or tomato. The idiot in charge bitched me out for removing rotten portions of tomatoes. There was no cilantro, either. We were always hungry from working outside to the exercise program to 5 hours of sleep per night. I lost at least 15 pounds if not more the first six weeks. It was heck.
  10. One of the most embarrassing moments of my TWI-life was happy household holiday carolling using those fake lyrics. Most of our victims didn't hear the difference but it was horrible nevertheless.
  11. Newly married in a college town in Ohio.
  12. We were in residence in early 1993 (family division of the horror that was WC). During that time there was an incident where a helicopter carrying U.S. military was shot down and survivors tortured and their bodies dragged through the streets of Mogadishu(?) And hanged from bridges. I knew nothing about it until the motion picture "Black Hawk Down" was released. What offends me about all the silence is that prayer is a powerful weapon and we should have been praying for these situations. As I recall the 9/11 attacks were minimized as well.
  13. When I took the advanced class at Emporia, I would stand in line at the ladies' room door for ten minutes, get right up to the door, and here would come the trustee's wives, and frequently Mrs. Wierwille. The ladies room would be closed for their convenience and rest of us would be ushered back to our seats, bladders aching. One person actually complained and was promptly reminded if the privilege she was given to be there, and the greater privilege of waiting for the next break, when it would happen all over again.
  14. I believe I've forgiven him for being a jerk and inspiring others to emulate him, but I wouldn't listen to him recite a nursery rhyme, much less teach the Bible.
  15. Penguin2, I don't post very often so you probably haven't seen my name. In 1994, I was diagnosed with type 1 diabetes. This was after being kicked out of FWC 20 a year earlier. The Corps where we lived offered no comfort, and busily set about trying to figure out where I had "blown it" for God to smite me thus. THIS IS BULL CRAP! I will tell you what a REAL man of God said to me. We live in a broken world. Our bodies are finite but our Father is infinite I can tell you one thing. You did not bring this upon yourself by any sin or lack of faith on your part. God will heal you here or in heaven. He is faithful. He knows you better than you know yourself. He loves you more than you can imagine.
  16. Waysider probably remembers the time in Fellow Laborers when we were all jerked out of bed in the middle of the night and told to report to limb in the middle of the night. This was a twenty minute drive. Got there, were screamed at by the limb leader, J** M**ne, and dismissed en masse. Nowhere to go, no idea why. Weighed in the balance of an unknown judge and found wanting in unknown ways for unknown reasons. We were later reinstated, except for a few hapless souls. Later, I realized the purpose of this little exercise was to keep us off balance and fearful, dependent and confused.
  17. I think the artist's parents may have been in family way corps when we were.
  18. I thought it was one of the most most disgusting things I'd ever heard anyone say. But then you get this mental image of a king, wearing a long, red velvet robe trimmed in ermine, wearing a huge glittering crown and carrying a scepter. And behind him, as he pridefully strides down a long aisle of bowing, scraping sycophants, a proud acolyte bears a red velvet, ermine trimmed pillow, upon which rests...The Golden Jock Strap!
  19. Hi, Maya, glad to have you aboard! I post rather sporadically nowadays. I was "in" from 1973 to 1996, when we were unceremoniously dumped. First, let me say the response of your leadership to your account of sexual abuse was horrible and wrong, but typically TWI. You were completely innocent and they had no business treating you that way. I hope you're doing well now and enjoying life. It's heartbreaking to me that so many "way kids" turned completely from a loving God because of their upbringing in this vicious little cult.
  20. We were only "in" the FWC for three months, so I'm not sure how qualified I am to answer this question. But here's what I recall: Rome City campus had farm fields, a dairy barn, a pig barn and chickens. While I was there, chickens were slaughtered and dressed and frozen, potatoes, onions and tomatoes were harvested (I wrote elsewhere about the nightmare salsa making and tomato processing), pigs were slaughtered, dressed and frozen. You would think we ate like kings! Nope, these goodies were for the tables of the anointed ones at NK. We worked four hours and went to classes four hours. I was on the cleaning crew at first, and we would scrub that long open staircase with wonderfully fragrant Murphy's Oil Soap, then polish it with some sort of furniture polish. Often I would labor at this task in the morning, and see the afternoon cleaning crew doing the same thing! The best I can recall, our purpose was to be the lowly and unworthy servants of the powers that be. We provided them with food and someone to yell at. After the first wave of hapless souls were sent to Gunnison for LEAD and many of them failed, including one poor woman who went into a bad bout of asthma and was housed in a hotel because she was so disgusting to the Martindale he couldn't bear the thought of her contaminating the holy ground of Camp Gunnison, we had a corps night hookup to end all hookups. Martindale was screaming and howling about the situation in general and this asthma sufferer in particular. I was in shock; call a doctor for her you damn fool; people die from status asthmaticus! Then, in perfect rage and completely unspeakable fury, The One Man Of God For This Day And For This Time And For This Hour bellows at the top of his voice, referring to the FWC: THERE'S NOT A SINGLE ONE OF YOU THAT IS WORTHY OF THE PRIVILEGE OF CARRYING MY JOCKSTRAP! It was all I could do to not jump to my feet, throw my hands in the air and yell: THANK YOU JESUS! So that's what I saw as the purpose of FWC: Feed the anointed ones, be screamed at by the MOG, be criticized, condemned, run ragged, and oh by the way half starved. WE didn't get to eat any of the goodies! Work your butt off four hours straight, eat a few veggies and a piece of zwieback for lunch. Listen to a boring lecture for four hours, eat a bowl of soup for dinner and a few leftover veggies and zwieback for supper, either go work on a special project or go to another boring class, go to bed at 11:00 and up at 5:00. To make a short story long, one more thing: I don't think VPW or LCM had ever heard of the Emancipation Proclamation. Volunteers my foot! We were slaves, pure and simple.
  21. I would credit this guy with at least publicly repenting and apologizing. But I wouldn't trust him ever. I personally think he should be de-frocked or whatever his denomination does. And no, TWI will never admit such wrongdoing.
  22. Being diagnosed with diabetes put me under suspicion. Having a son with multiple mental/emotional problems who was acting out because he didn't know how else to get help was another. The only solution the men of God of that place and time could come up with was to beat him, to death if necessary. I am still amazed that a so-called Christian organization fails to even attempt to help or even pray for those who are ill, those who are having problems with children or marriage or anything else. I thank God that the standard I try to live up to is that of a loving, compassionate, forgiving, merciful Savior instead of a suspicious, legalistic, hardhearted bunch of nincompoops like TWI. Sadly, there are more than a few organized "churches" that spread similar doctrine, blaming the patient for their illness, recommending torment for a disobedient child, commanding wives to enslave themselves to their husbands. I found one that does not. Thank God for that!
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