One time when I was working Bless Patrol at Emporia the Devil sent a skunk on to campus. Hark! We were the ones spiritually in charge, we must rid God's Holy grounds of this demonic menace quickly, before JAL woke up! So, like the spiritually perceptive people we were trained to be, started chasing the skunk. The skunk, who I think actually felt sorry for us, ran just to be polite. Eventually he grew tired of running and he stopped, turned around and just looked at us as if to say, "Do you REALLY want to be chasing me?" Have you ever been in a dead run and suddenly realize what an idiot you're being and try to stop your momentum? Yeah, it was like that. Anyway, we managed to stop and we froze, and now we were starting to get smart. There were 4 of us. The skunk looked at us as if to say, "Now that's better", and then he walked away and left the grounds at his own leisure.
The BRC was bugged.
Really? Why? Nothing ever happened there. They would have been better off bugging the EOB, you know, where the ammo dump was. You think they were bugging it in the 70's and 80's? That would have been kind of gross, Uncle Harry was alive for part of that time.
I think the way has your posts bugged, their is a blue dot on your posts.
"Way security patrols the campus and immediately stops and interrogates anyone who isn't wearing a Way name tag. They do their best to appear to be policemen, from the vehicles which are equipped to look like police cruisers, to the badge, utility belts and radios of the personnel."
"Way Rev. Charlie Quillen became chief of police and Wierwille's son John Paul was one of the first officers. The Way purchased a pursuit car, uniforms and badges and designed an insignia. The Way police functioned much like any municipal police force, carrying weapons and stopping vehicles on the roads. "They had a squad car with flashing lights and everything," said Brent Henschen of the New Knoxville Police Department, "Heck, they even pulled me over once."
Shelby County Sheriff John Lenhart showed his concern about the Way police by taking steps to control their powers. He pointed out specific ways the 1874 law could easily be abused and commented, "...I don't think that's healthy. There's no checks and balances. There's no mayor they answer to, no town council that they answer to."
Lenhart refused to deputize Way police and to grant them access to nationwide police records. He asked the office of County Prosecutor Jarvis if Way police had power to block off roads and stop cars, and received the opinion that Way police had no such jurisdiction on roadways. Shelby County officials also prevented Way policemen from taking an Ohio Peace Officers training course.
The Way International Police Department was terminated within 18 months of its inception as the Ohio government moved to intervene. When The Way tried to extend its police power into neighboring Auglaize County, Judge Jacob Boesel of the Auglaize county Municipal Court ruled the Chautauga law unconstitutional. State Rep. Dale Locker tried to resolve the matter entirely by introducing a bill, which was strengthened and passed by the Interstate Cooperation Committee. In April 1979 the Ohio House passed the amended bill to remove the entire Chautauga section from the Code. While this bill effectively terminated The Way International Police Department, Way security continues to pose as police.
Although the sign on the highway says, "you are welcome at The Way," the behavior of Way security gives every visitor the clear impression that they are not welcome at The Way. Security has become increasingly aggressive, quickly and thoroughly investigating (even interrogating?) anyone who appears on campus without a name tag. They run off anyone who is not currently active in a Way-controlled fellowship (formerly "twig") and who doesn't have a Way escort.
Way security personnel try to intimidate outsiders by dressing as police officers-- complete with utility belt, holster, CB-style microphone clipped to shoulder, metal badge with the word "patrolman" prominently stamped on it, and white vehicles with a seal painted on the door and emergency lights on top. "
Sorry...My details were incorrect.....Still, I think the concept is the same....Using information gathered through hidden microphones and pretending it came via revelation......Not too unlike what VP did when he secretly gathered information from Liberty Lobby (a political extremist propaganda mill) and pretended he was getting it from God.
OMG, I volunteered for Blast Patrol at ROA 1979 with 6 (or was it 8) hour shifts. At least I got time off to sing with The Way Chorale Internationale. Proably was the reason getting about 2 months later a collapsed left lung back home in Lenoir with my folks. but that is another story. we had to check ID of everyone including any possible Press. too bad Fox News didn't exists then.
I did essentially the same thing in 80 or 81. Of course, to make Chorale rehearsals and performances, I had to trade my rotating shift for, essentially, four midnight shifts. What a fellowship, what a joy divine...
I did essentially the same thing in 80 or 81. Of course, to make Chorale rehearsals and performances, I had to trade my rotating shift for, essentially, four midnight shifts. What a fellowship, what a joy divine...
George
Had to make sure those cows stayed on their side of the fence. That was if you worked parking, I guess. Parking was actually busy twice. Once when everyone was arriving, and then, of course, when everyone was leaving. The time in between you sat in a chair and watched the parked cars. If you were on graveyard, the only people to talk to were the cows. So I would moo at the cows, and one time, this bull decided I was an annoyance and started huffing at me. I shut up at that point.
I didn't want the headlines in the New Knoxville paper to read, "Some Idiot at TWI Gets Gored by Bull: Was Trying to Talk to Cows."
In Fellow Laborers, we ran down a pitch dark country road every morning at 5:30. There was a pasture with about half a dozen steers beside the road. A fence separated us, of course. The steers would automatically run along side us as we made our trek "to the tree and back". I'm quite sure I'll never "run with the bulls" in Pamplona. You have to wonder, though, whether Papa Hemingway would have snickered at the thought of "running with the steers". (and that's no bull.)
One of my jobs on the grounds crew at Gunnison was to feed the heifers every morning, usually before sunrise. Nothing like a herd (I think there were eight at the time) of teen-age cows! I would go and chuck a bale of hay over the fence, break the ice off of their trough and fill it with water. When I first started doing the job, they would see me coming and run away. After a few days, it sparked in their little teen-age bovine brains that I was going to feed them. After that, they came running when they saw me.
One day we had to move them to another field, so I got to participate in the Great Gunnison Cattle Drive. It wasn't like the movies though. We just sort of shoo-ed them along, and they would look at us like, "Who do you think YOU are?"
Even mucking a dump-truck-load of manure out of their barn was refreshing in its own way. It was the one place at Gunnison where you could clean out the manure with a shovel.
Teachme, you asked about checking off the floss charts for the sleeping flossed but unchecked. The first time I did bless patrol, and it was always by twos, a 19th FWC and a 20th, the 19th to teach the 20th and keep them in line. So, the first time, this very nice guy would discretely tap on the door and say, "Hey, man, did you floss tonight?" The weary WC would say "yeah" and he would go check them off.
The second time, however, I was paired with a very very legalistic woman who insisted the unchecked rise and go check themselves off.
Had it been up to me, I would not even have awakened the unchanged, just assumed they flossed as instructed and checked them off myself. It was such BS we could have fertilized all of Rome City with it.
One of my jobs on the grounds crew at Gunnison was to feed the heifers every morning, usually before sunrise. Nothing like a herd (I think there were eight at the time) of teen-age cows! I would go and chuck a bale of hay over the fence, break the ice off of their trough and fill it with water. When I first started doing the job, they would see me coming and run away. After a few days, it sparked in their little teen-age bovine brains that I was going to feed them. After that, they came running when they saw me.
One day we had to move them to another field, so I got to participate in the Great Gunnison Cattle Drive. It wasn't like the movies though. We just sort of shoo-ed them along, and they would look at us like, "Who do you think YOU are?"
Even mucking a dump-truck-load of manure out of their barn was refreshing in its own way. It was the one place at Gunnison where you could clean out the manure with a shovel.
Love,
Steve
I know what you mean. There's something therapeutic and comforting about working with animals.
Bless Patrol at Emporia when I was there in-residence with the 13th Corps was not so bad because you did not have it so often and free coffee or Pepsis for a dime from a machine were available to keep you awake.
Dog Lover… I was in Emporia with the 13th & 15th (I was college program)… we only had to do Bless Patrol when you guys were gone for Lightbearers and such, but I remember the cold winters much the same as Just Loafing did:
I loved Emporia's bless patrol.
Out there all night with 0 degree temps then coming in for breakfast and having frozen fruit with whipped cream on top. What a blessing.
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Ham
bugged? that is nothing.. compared to being subjected to da Squirrel who Observes..
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Oh, you can count on innies lurking GSC in their spare time.
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ROTFL!!! As if they didn't have enough to be paranoid about!!!
Here's a hint, staffers... Your bosses don't get revelation from God! Nope... They are watching andistening to EVERYTHING!!!
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naw.. lets give them a *small* break. It's not the bosses..
it's the rest of creation to be worried about..
every little act of flamboyant arrogantism.. every stupid move you make in da name of gawd..
it will come back to hound you..
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JavaJane
True, Squirrel, true...
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Thomas Loy Bumgarner
that's right, they have the goods on Rosie, Donna, John Linder, Rupp and other staff to blackmail them. hahaha(sinister laugh)
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Ham
Quite interesting..
and these guys don't get it..
all of this "deviltry" and such as they see it.. is an invitation to friendship..
I won't say they will *never* see it.. because they might..
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Hound of the Baskervilles errrr - - - Wierwilles
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Ham
there's just one thing.. who paid for da hounds dog tags? I mean..
bite me if you want, but it can't go well..
there were reasons rosie ran him off on a rail.
mainly because he sold what was worth (perhaps) millions for a stinking, single can of gas..
does this make sense? Apparently rosie sold what *was* for a lot more..
just a thought. Take it as you will..
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I think the way has your posts bugged, their is a blue dot on your posts.
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One time when I was working Bless Patrol at Emporia the Devil sent a skunk on to campus. Hark! We were the ones spiritually in charge, we must rid God's Holy grounds of this demonic menace quickly, before JAL woke up! So, like the spiritually perceptive people we were trained to be, started chasing the skunk. The skunk, who I think actually felt sorry for us, ran just to be polite. Eventually he grew tired of running and he stopped, turned around and just looked at us as if to say, "Do you REALLY want to be chasing me?" Have you ever been in a dead run and suddenly realize what an idiot you're being and try to stop your momentum? Yeah, it was like that. Anyway, we managed to stop and we froze, and now we were starting to get smart. There were 4 of us. The skunk looked at us as if to say, "Now that's better", and then he walked away and left the grounds at his own leisure.
Really? Why? Nothing ever happened there. They would have been better off bugging the EOB, you know, where the ammo dump was. You think they were bugging it in the 70's and 80's? That would have been kind of gross, Uncle Harry was alive for part of that time.
Nah, only worry about the ones with green dots.
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Thomas Loy Bumgarner
about Harry Wierwille and BRC bugged, wouldn't have surprised me if suggested it to Victor
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http://www.uia.net/~messiah7/quz_iparanoi.htm
"Way security patrols the campus and immediately stops and interrogates anyone who isn't wearing a Way name tag. They do their best to appear to be policemen, from the vehicles which are equipped to look like police cruisers, to the badge, utility belts and radios of the personnel."
http://www.uia.net/~messiah7/quz_ipolicar.htm
"Way Rev. Charlie Quillen became chief of police and Wierwille's son John Paul was one of the first officers. The Way purchased a pursuit car, uniforms and badges and designed an insignia. The Way police functioned much like any municipal police force, carrying weapons and stopping vehicles on the roads. "They had a squad car with flashing lights and everything," said Brent Henschen of the New Knoxville Police Department, "Heck, they even pulled me over once."
Shelby County Sheriff John Lenhart showed his concern about the Way police by taking steps to control their powers. He pointed out specific ways the 1874 law could easily be abused and commented, "...I don't think that's healthy. There's no checks and balances. There's no mayor they answer to, no town council that they answer to."
Lenhart refused to deputize Way police and to grant them access to nationwide police records. He asked the office of County Prosecutor Jarvis if Way police had power to block off roads and stop cars, and received the opinion that Way police had no such jurisdiction on roadways. Shelby County officials also prevented Way policemen from taking an Ohio Peace Officers training course.
The Way International Police Department was terminated within 18 months of its inception as the Ohio government moved to intervene. When The Way tried to extend its police power into neighboring Auglaize County, Judge Jacob Boesel of the Auglaize county Municipal Court ruled the Chautauga law unconstitutional. State Rep. Dale Locker tried to resolve the matter entirely by introducing a bill, which was strengthened and passed by the Interstate Cooperation Committee. In April 1979 the Ohio House passed the amended bill to remove the entire Chautauga section from the Code. While this bill effectively terminated The Way International Police Department, Way security continues to pose as police.
Although the sign on the highway says, "you are welcome at The Way," the behavior of Way security gives every visitor the clear impression that they are not welcome at The Way. Security has become increasingly aggressive, quickly and thoroughly investigating (even interrogating?) anyone who appears on campus without a name tag. They run off anyone who is not currently active in a Way-controlled fellowship (formerly "twig") and who doesn't have a Way escort.
Way security personnel try to intimidate outsiders by dressing as police officers-- complete with utility belt, holster, CB-style microphone clipped to shoulder, metal badge with the word "patrolman" prominently stamped on it, and white vehicles with a seal painted on the door and emergency lights on top. "
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The BRC wasn't bugged. The EOB conference room was...
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Sorry...My details were incorrect.....Still, I think the concept is the same....Using information gathered through hidden microphones and pretending it came via revelation......Not too unlike what VP did when he secretly gathered information from Liberty Lobby (a political extremist propaganda mill) and pretended he was getting it from God.
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I did essentially the same thing in 80 or 81. Of course, to make Chorale rehearsals and performances, I had to trade my rotating shift for, essentially, four midnight shifts. What a fellowship, what a joy divine...
George
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Had to make sure those cows stayed on their side of the fence. That was if you worked parking, I guess. Parking was actually busy twice. Once when everyone was arriving, and then, of course, when everyone was leaving. The time in between you sat in a chair and watched the parked cars. If you were on graveyard, the only people to talk to were the cows. So I would moo at the cows, and one time, this bull decided I was an annoyance and started huffing at me. I shut up at that point.
I didn't want the headlines in the New Knoxville paper to read, "Some Idiot at TWI Gets Gored by Bull: Was Trying to Talk to Cows."
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So, now, you're not only Broken Arrow, you're Sitting Bull!
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You know...now that you mention it...I had been speaking in tongues. Maybe I said something in "Bovine" that upset the bull. :unsure:
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In Fellow Laborers, we ran down a pitch dark country road every morning at 5:30. There was a pasture with about half a dozen steers beside the road. A fence separated us, of course. The steers would automatically run along side us as we made our trek "to the tree and back". I'm quite sure I'll never "run with the bulls" in Pamplona. You have to wonder, though, whether Papa Hemingway would have snickered at the thought of "running with the steers". (and that's no bull.)
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One of my jobs on the grounds crew at Gunnison was to feed the heifers every morning, usually before sunrise. Nothing like a herd (I think there were eight at the time) of teen-age cows! I would go and chuck a bale of hay over the fence, break the ice off of their trough and fill it with water. When I first started doing the job, they would see me coming and run away. After a few days, it sparked in their little teen-age bovine brains that I was going to feed them. After that, they came running when they saw me.
One day we had to move them to another field, so I got to participate in the Great Gunnison Cattle Drive. It wasn't like the movies though. We just sort of shoo-ed them along, and they would look at us like, "Who do you think YOU are?"
Even mucking a dump-truck-load of manure out of their barn was refreshing in its own way. It was the one place at Gunnison where you could clean out the manure with a shovel.
Love,
Steve
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Teachme, you asked about checking off the floss charts for the sleeping flossed but unchecked. The first time I did bless patrol, and it was always by twos, a 19th FWC and a 20th, the 19th to teach the 20th and keep them in line. So, the first time, this very nice guy would discretely tap on the door and say, "Hey, man, did you floss tonight?" The weary WC would say "yeah" and he would go check them off.
The second time, however, I was paired with a very very legalistic woman who insisted the unchecked rise and go check themselves off.
Had it been up to me, I would not even have awakened the unchanged, just assumed they flossed as instructed and checked them off myself. It was such BS we could have fertilized all of Rome City with it.
WG
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Dog Lover… I was in Emporia with the 13th & 15th (I was college program)… we only had to do Bless Patrol when you guys were gone for Lightbearers and such, but I remember the cold winters much the same as Just Loafing did:
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