Watchtower Lies Cleaning up No. 261
I sit on the bench in front of the Turkish snack bar at Woolworth at 8:45 and wait for Woolworth to open. At nine o'clock I want to go into the shop, and I see a Jehovah's Witness before Woolworth, whom I have never seen before. Great! I do my shopping and then see the Jehovah's Witness standing at the bank where I was sitting. I pull out my signs: "Jehovah's Witnesses do not decapitate. Jehovah's Witnesses bleed to death. - Jehovah's Witnesses must refuse bread and wine. Anti-Eabendmahl, Antichrist". The two Jehovah's Witnesses - a well-known extreme offender had joined in the meantime - disappeared immediately. It is beautiful how Jehovah's Witnesses give me a sense of achievement. I am thrilled.
And this escape, which smells of caught thieves and convicted liars, was demonstrated to me by Jehovah's Witnesses in Wiesloch throughout the morning. Two old Jehovah's Witnesses stopped in front of the Volksbank and other Jehovah's Witnesses were active at the lower end of Wiesloch's pedestrian zone. They probably calculated that I would let myself be bound by the old ice-cold Jehovah's Witnesses. But I kept walking down to the Schleckerruine with raised signs. Every time Jehovah's Witnesses spotted me on the horizon, they took to their heels like convicted liars. Then I went back to the Volksbank and then down again to the reinstated Jehovah's Witnesses. In this way, the entire lower pedestrian zone was warned against the lies of the Watchtower Society. It is remarkable that there were always other Jehovah's Witnesses lining up in front of the Schleckerruine, but they also immediately fled when I was on my way there again. - A testimony of poverty of last wickedness.
The fatal situation doesn't change. Jehovah's Witnesses have nothing against the facts of their murderous religion. They can only be stubborn or pull out like cunning tacticians. Some Jehovah tourists who travelled to Wiesloch to support the Jehovah's Witnesses were anxious to massively overrun Wiesloch to demonstrate my impotence. But exactly from this tactic a one-man demo developed, which cleared up the entire pedestrian zone of Wiesloch. At the moment, the overall situation in Wiesloch consists of quietly accepting the warnings of the Watchtower Society and the funny strategy games of the Jehovah's Witnesses. I don't need to do anything. The Watchtower Society directs and regularly shoots itself in the knee. There is nothing to oppose the simple truth. And when liars demonstrate their power, it becomes even more embarrassing for them.
Jehovah's Witnesses in Wiesloch spark an industrious effort that produces strange blossoms to put a stop to my craft. They draw their self-confidence from their great sense of togetherness and let themselves be inspired by their conspiratorial spirit of intrigue. They experience a kind of scavenger hunt and obviously feel comfortable using tricks and refinements for their organisation. What embarrassing situations they perform in public, they apparently do not understand. Arm on it.
After Jehovah's Witnesses in Wiesloch had realized that I was not impressed by their behavior and much more exploited their weakness for more enlightenment, all of them disappeared in one fell swoop around 11:00am. As if directed by a secret service, the organized disappearance was carried out. I went thereupon to Heidelberg.
How nice that besides the Jehovah's Witnesses in Wiesloch there are also Jehovah's Witnesses in Heidelberg. A solo entertainer feels miserable when he has no audience. That can't happen to me. Even if Jehovah's Witnesses imposed a ban on sermon service in the cities I visited for tactical reasons, they could not stop my educational work. Then, without the presence of Jehovah's Witnesses, I would have to hold up my signs or visit distant cities. I would even love to do the latter if I had more time.
In Heidelberg, the contempt of Jehovah's Witnesses broke out like pus from a pickaxe. I heard their blasphemies, which made their snootiness very clear, and remained very still and calm in their vicinity with my signs. When they left for the pedestrian zone, a woman approached me who was amazed at what I was doing. She turned out to be a Christian who had experienced many confrontations with Jehovah's Witnesses. The conversation became so interesting that we had to keep losing sight of Jehovah's Witnesses and follow them with a slight delay. Because of the lively discussion, the otherwise so penetrating Jehovah's Witnesses stopped their ministry and went out to eat.
A man joined us. The English-speaking Christian also met us. The one who talked so strictly with Jehovah's Witnesses last Friday but criticized me for being too harsh. A black man jumped at us from the roadside and yelled at us. I held out the signs to him so that he could read them, and he remained speechless.
This day was again a unique event, with much more sitemap than a Jehovah's Witness Congress can ever offer. Actually, I would need a helicopter and a lot of staff to condense these experiences through the cored minds of the Jehovah's Witnesses. But what I can do is enough for me. It is more than just argumentation. It is the confrontation of experienced truth with the fictitious Watchtower system. I would pay ten euros if I could transfer this experience and its implications one-to-one via USB stick to the consciousness of others.