J0nny Ling0

Oh, well, I never really had a big problem with all of that. She was single, I was single, and I just figured it was human nature coming to the surface. People do get randy once in awhile, and really, as pretty as she was, I was a bit flattered by it. But, it was somewhat confusing too in that she was a clergywoman, but I just shelved it as an isolated incident. I didn't even tell any of my buddies about it because I didn't want them to think bad of her.

I was nearly seduced by SB. It started with the measurement of the inseam of my suit pants at the "sewing trailer". But I fled out of there naked and wounded, but in my right mind. But, she had me going there for a few, and I almost went for it. I mean, after all, she was a Reverend, so it must have been ok to service her. But since I knew it wasn't right, I just "said no". But it was hard...

Ahh Sunesis. I just came home for work because I am sheetrocking a project right next to my house. And when I looked here and saw your post I am now all choked up. Thank you very much and I always loved you too. You make me want to be a better person. And, you are so hot , you should stay away from the ice cream coolers, because you will melt all of the ice cream! And yeah, that ordination story really was funny, yes it was. I'll have to tap it out some time...

Sunesis said: Well, I have to agree with that. Yet, for myself, one who was ordained, I have to tell you with all honesty, that I never "reached for that carrot". The day I got an envelope from Craig inviting me to be ordained, I was shocked to the very core. My first thought was "Me?!" What have I ever done but run a couple of twigs here and there?" I sat on that wall where the mural of George Jess is and read and re-read that damned letter in a state of shock. But since I did believe that it was excathedra, from the throne of God, I figured I had better accept, for who was I to turn down an invitation from God? I mean if it was from Craig, then, it had to be of God. So, I went back to my motorhome with the letter in the back pocket of my blue jeans cut-offs (I refused to wear those "camping shorts" that all the LC's wore-I called them limb leader shorts) and got myself a beer and then handed the letter to my wife. Of course she was very proud of me and all of that. And within a day or two I was ordained under that tent that almost collapsed in perhaps the most violent thunderstorm I have ever seen. Honestly, I think that God was in that thunderstorm. I think he was ....ed. That whole thing was like a very strange dream...

Thanks for the history Oak...

Maybe so Oak, but I swear, I was never trained to act that way when I was in residence. It really does seem as if there was a new era in TWI after the first big purges after 1990. These things that Belle posted, I do believe happened, but didn't these things show up after LCM went on his legalistic rampage after "he woke up from the fog years" or whatever? What year was that Belle?

I hurts to read this stuff! Yet there was a smidgeon of this when I was on the field in 1979 just before I went in rez. But it was the first time I'd ever seen anything like this after had been "in" since 1975. I had invited this beautiful and sophisticated black woman to our twig up in Oregon. I actually had met her going door to door, and to my amazement, she let me in, poured her heart out about a close friend who had died, and was thrilled about the timing of my "knock on her door" and with the stuff from the Bible that I read her that night I met her. She came to three or four twigs, brought her handsome little four year old boy (who always wore a little suit!), and just loved it and us. I had always been intimidated by beautiful women who dressed very nicely, and I just couldn't believe that she would even want to be around me. But, this was proof to me that God had something to do with her wanting to come over, cause it certainly wasn't me! Well, one night, this certain Rev/Corps woman, the LC's wife came over to teach at our twig. And as usual, my new friend showed up with her little boy. The boy was normally quiet enough in twig, but while teaching, when Rev So and so asked some sort of rhetorical question like; "And why do you think God did this?" The little boy blurted out with glee; "Cause Jesus loves us!" At that point this woman, looked at the mother of this little boy and said sharply; "You keep your little boy quiet when I'm teaching God's Word! Nobody interrupts God's Word when I'm teaching, just nobody!" Well, if looks could kill, that rev woman would have died on the spot! That momma was so pi$$ed I could see the smoke coming out of her ears! Her eyes were like hot knives!I just stared at the floor. I didn't know what to do. This gal was signed up for the class and everything, and I loved this gal! Not in a romantic way, although I may have been a bit smitten, but, well, I was petrified, for I really cared about her. What this rev gal had done was completely contrary with anything I had ever seen or had been taught while I was in The Way. That wasn't God's love at all, and it did leave me very confused, because this gal was a Reverend, and you know how we were taught to think of them. After the twig was over and it was coffee, cookies and smokes time, my friend took me aside and said; "Jonny", I love you, and I love your friends and I have loved this fellowship, and I really wanted to take that class. But If that woman is the branch leader of this city and her husband is the limb leader, and she is a Reverend, there is absolutely no way I can become involved in this ministry. I have never been so humiliated in my life!" She went on to say that she would attend the weekend New Years advance that we had planned down on the Oregon Coast, but that that would be the last thing that she would attend, because she had promised that she would dance with me at the "disco dance at the New Years Advance", and I was her friend. And that was how it ended. She went to the advance and after that, I never saw her again. The Rev gal had explained to me why it had been so important to bark at her like that, so that we could keep the Word respected in our twigs or some such crapola. It still left me confused. But that fall I did in fact proceed into the Tenth Corps. For to me, that incident was, and remained an isolated incident out "on the field" anyway...

Hope said; Well, that is certainly fore shore. And if Sammy Davis Junior were still alive, no doubt he would echo that sentiment! :)-->

You know, as an aside (de-rail), I'd be willing to bet that if the Allies had known in 1945 that the Arab countries were sitting on a veritable OCEAN OF OIL, they might not have been so gung ho about supporting Israel the way we did. In hindsight, with all of that oil over there, it would be more in our favor to be good friends with them, and not enemies...

I suspect that (and this is my opinion), this was brought to us in the Advanced Class, not to show a hatred toward the Jews, or to be anti-Semitic, as we were accused of, but rather to "show us" that there is a lot more going on in the world around us than what the media tells us. You know, we as spiritual men and women had the "secret inside information", because we are "tapped in". Just like the whole Illuminati thing. We knew who really ruled the world in terms of which seed boys were running which organization. "None dared call it conspiracy", but we chosen few! Shoot, you're just too pure hearted Skyrider... :)--> Now, I remember going along with the whole Jewish/Khazar theory back in those days, and thinking; "Ya know, it is really devilish that our government continues to pump billions of tax payers dollars into Israel, when those who claim to be "Israelites", are really just the decendants of a bunch of "wild assed Khazars!" You see, I had the inside scoop on this stuff man! Cuz "those people were no more God's Chosen than the Apaches! I'm an Advanced Class grad!" Well, I know that you all were no doubt more mature than I, but, that "inside knowledge" did pump up my ego somewhat... Now personally, I still don't like it that we support Israel, but not for those reasons. Personally, I don't think of Israel to be a whole lot different from the A-Rabs that they stole the land from. Hell, if I were those goat herdin Palestinians back in 1945, I'd be p.o.'d at the Americans and the Brits and whoever else it was that "gave" that land to the European Jews so that they could have a homeland. Personally, I think they should have gone back to their respective countries, such as Germany, Poland, Hungary, etc... But that of course is a topic for yet another thread :)-->

Hey Raf, I didn't know about the DNA testing. Interesting. When did this information come out? Like I said though, it doesn't really matter to me who they are. They are in a tough situation though, that's for sure...

I read about half of it. It was very dry and textual. It was interesting to me though. I found the theory to be very plausible really. In essence, Koestler propounded through historical documentation, that the European Jews were decendants of a warlike southern Russian bunch known as the Khazars. They were very tough and warlike, and as a people not very manageable by their leaders. They needed to be, according to Koestler, cemented together by something or another, and their leadership picked Judaism for a national religion. There were three major religions at that time; Judaism, Christianity, and Islam. And so, they sent over to Jerusalem and asked for some Rabbis to come over and teach the people the Jewish religion, the language, and the culture of Judaism. And according to the history propounded in the book, that is how European Judaism took root and grew in that region of the world. I guess from there, it spreadto Poland, Germany, and other nearby places. When one considers the fact that Israel is a very long way from the Russian Steppes, Germany, and Poland, this theory as to where the European Jews came from is plausible. The reason Koestler refers to them as the "Thirteenth Tribe" is because he contends that the modern day Jews who "returned" to Israel to reclaim their homeland, are not decendants of Israel and his twelve sons who are the fathers of the Twelve Tribes. He contends that they are Khazars, and not true Israelites. Imposters. This bit of research of course, in the eyes of people who hate Jews, is further "proof" that they, the white supremist types, are right to persecute the Jew. The book was dry and boring at times as most "expose' type books tend to be, but I thought it was worth reading and considering. I didn't find it to be anti-semitic at all, because, the book contended that todays Jews are not actually Semites anyway. He does contend that there may be some with original Hebrew blood, but that they didn't come from Europe. To me, it is a moot point anyway. I do know from the scriptures, that by the time Jesus Christ appeared on the scene, the only tribe of the Twelve left in much tact, was the tribe of Judah, where he began his ministry in the region of Judah. And even then, it, the religion had been reduced to godless idolatry, with whom Jesus was constantly at odds with. They eventually crucified him, as we all know. At least that is the clear biblical version of it, which of course is substantiated by secular history as well. This book and theory that todays Jews are not really from the ancient bloodline of Judah is the basis for Craig Martindales comment that "the Jews of today are no more God's chosen people than the Apaches!" I agree with that statement myself, but not because I believe in Arthur Koestler's theory about this imposter Thirteenth Tribe, but rather because I believe that those who are chosen by God through Christ Jesus our Lord, are God's chosen people. In fact, it always has and still does bug me that todays TV preachers are always saying that we need to "save Israel", support our governments' support of modern Israel, because Israel is God's chosen people. Well, sorry, but if they are biblical believers, as they propound that they are, how can a group of people (the Jews) who teach that Jesus was not really The Messiah, be God's Chosen people when they've rejected the one who in the Bible was sent to save them? But that is for another thread really...

Well, I found the guys head in the coffee beans in about twenty seconds. I definitely do not tend toward left brainism. Am surely more right brained. I play music and love to write fiction, and, I don't like reading instruction manuals! I had to laugh when I read the tendency to: "Prefer visual instructions with examples". Man, that's me all over. As a marine engineer aboard ship, I have had fellow engineers who can listen to the Chief as he explains a piping system for instance, and my fellow engineers (some anyway) can listen and just follow along. But with me, I have to have the Chief draw it out, or even better, have him or her take me down and we'd trace out the system together. Looking at wiring diagrams and schematic drawings drives me nuts also because it seems so "busy" to look at. And when I do try and figure it out, I just kind of fog out. But, if I look at the actual system of pipes or wires, and trace it out with my flashlight or my finger or what ever, I can get it, and have it memorized enough to know what to do in time of need. One friend of mine is SO left brained that he passed the electrical section of the Marine Engineers exam with a nearly unheard of 97%! While I scraped through with a miserable 72% which is only 2% above passing grade. And yet, that same guy is just a damned "dud" when it comes to hands on mechanic-ing and fixing broken mechanical problems in emergency situations. It's really funny how it works. It would be nice to "help out" my left side if I could. Are their left brain exercizes?

You are just so totally wrong in everything you say, except that Texas is bigger, and Alaska even bigger than that. It does not surprise me though, that some Oklahomans treated you poorly, for, with an arrogant attitude like the one you have displayed here, coupled with your young age, you probably deserved it and more. You still haven't even considered for a second how you have insulted me and my family. And now, I will retire from addressing you, and allow Cowgirl and friends to have her thread topic back.... p.s. Texas, Oklahoma, and Kansas are all nicknamed "tornado alley" by the various residents "no whut I mean, Vern?"

Gee thanks Mosh. Glad you think so highly of my wife, and two of my "lunatic" children who were born and raised in Oklahoma. Oh, and then there is one whole half of my family that are lunaticks as well, according to you. Oklahoma is a beautiful state, which you obviously don't know very much about. But the good news is that my dumb Okie wife and kids won't have to worry about idiots like you coming down and spoiling the place with your rudeness and ignorance. And lastly, there are just as many tornados in Texas as in Oklahoma. Have you ever heard of Saragosa? Well, it was totally wiped away by a Texas tornado...

Oh MY GOD!! What torture! What brainwashing! God forbid that someone challenges someone memorize a Bible verse! Or WORSE, "do an extra chore"! Or to get up earlier! I guess Philemon 21, "Having confidence in thy obedienceI wrote unto thee, knowing that thou wilt also do MORE THAN I SAY". Is just BS. Geez, sometime I just want to gag on some frickin Drano when I read some of the whimpy complaints that I see about some of the Way Corps training that we went through.. "Oh my God! I have been asked to recite a Bible verse! How Nazi like!...." Shoot, that is just ridiculous. I thought it was good training... Ya know, we were hardly challenged at all when you compare what some of our heroic Navy SEALS, Marines, Army, Airforce, and even US Coast Guard have been through. We should consider ourselves priviledged to haver been challenged at all. Our soldiers face the possibility of getting their heads chopped off, and us? Nuttin! Shoot, we haven't see nothin....yet. It could get way worse if our economy collapses. What'll we do then? Go to the grocery store for Pop Tarts?

Shoot! I have been practicin the song "You're the reason God made Oklahoma" for the past half hour so my wife and I can sing it right when we do the karioke thing tonight, and, I am so nostalgic for the Prairie, and the sweet smell of horse that I just want to pack up and go!! Cowgirl! What have you done to me here?! The cabin fever is gittin to me! I feel like old Sam McGee who was pining for his home in Tennessee!

Well. It seems to me then, that the money I pay in taxes in one year these days would have made me a rich man "back in the day" of 1905. Hah! I coulda had my own herd of quarter horses and worked as a cowboy out in Oklahoma or Texas, and I coulda done it just fer sport! Woulda been nice fore shore. Hard work of course, but it's all relative. I'm forty seven and still hanging sheetrock on a regular basis, so cowboyin' would seem to be a welcome relief as far as I kin see... I did cowboy once every two weekends out at my wife's uncle' 79,000 acre ranch in Oklahoma (Freeman Ranches) for a little while. We'd spend a whole day (7-8 hrs in the saddle) roundin up the "800 pounders" for the feed lot, and then when we got to the feed lot, we'd weigh them by the batches. And oh man! That first three days after my first time I was about dead! Talk about a sore a$$ and thighs! But I got used to it after awhile by riding in between roundups and trying to learn to rope with my wifes' cousins. I was lousy at it, but it was fun! Sometimes I just wish life were a whole lot simpler... 1905 was probably a lot harder, yet maybe alot simpler too. At least the women folk wouldn't have spent so much time in the damned bathroom primping! Hah! Just think: No TV, computer, stereo cd's, dvds, mpgs, vhs's, cars to fix on, insurance to pay, taxes to pay, spam to delete, etc, ad infinitum, ad nauseum... Instead, folks could make their own music with guitars, mandolins, banjos,, pianos, and, their own sweet voices! Yeah! Or, at night, folks could tell stories, or read them from books to their kids and such...sigh... Cowgirl I like ya. If I had the chance, I'd play my harmonica for ya. You inspire me to think of simpler times and things...Thanks. :)-->

I was in the Corps, and I was a really nice guy to the folks whom I had the priviledge to spend time with. And, alot of the people in my Corps, the Tenth, were also really wonderful people. Ex10, is one of them, and a sweeter gal is hard to find. But a few were real "di*kheads" as well. I know that as "leaders" many of us were "green" and made mistakes, but I also know that many of the people on "the field" recognized this and rolled with it, especially on our interim years. I do remember a few who let the power of their position go to their heads, and that was too bad. I think of the verse, maybe in Timothy that, when pertaining to picking leaders, the "newly picked" should not "be a novice, lest being lifted up with pride", they do one hurtful thing or another. This of course happened, and it is too bad. Now, I do not know what The Way Corps personnel were like after let's say the 12fth Corps. I have read that during the nineties, there was incredible "Nazi-ism" that was nearly unheard of during my tenure as an active Corps trainee, and as a Corps grad. I suspect that it got worse and worse and worse as time went on. But alot of my Corps pals were really wonderful people who were also kind to the people with whom they were involved with out on "the field"... When I was a wow in 1976 in California, there was a whole bunch of 6th Corps people there with us, and I remember that the majority of them wewre kind and wonderful to us WOWs and our "new people". There was Barry Kienholz, Randy and Valery Blair, Patty La Gaipa (Peterlags sister), soon to be Tenth Corps Tony Ruda, Nancy Jo Shaffer, Scott Faust, Bruce Knight,Dave Standage (from whatever Corps), and numerous others. Oh, Dennis Thornberry, one of the kindest men I have ever known. I mean, that guy was like Jesus to me, he was so loving and strong. So, yeah, there were some morons, but we can, at least many of us, can remember the Joe Guarini's, Mark Gluckin's, Ken Bardin's and Donnie Fugit's.

RottieGirl- I haven't seen that little snow shoveling story for awhile, but I laughed hard at it once again! Sounds too familiar. My two boys and I shoveled ours and the neighbors driveway five times in the last three days, and each morning we had to get rid of that damned BERM left by that frickin snow plow!! I got so mad at the plows, that I began to shovel all of the snow back into the middle of the road just so the plow guy could shovel it on down the road! Hope the neighbor didn't mind, because some of it ended up in front of his driveway.... Ooops :o--> And Mark, just what is a "power shovel" as opposed to a snow blower? And Mark, if you are from the suburbs of DC, which one? I grew up in Kensington, Maryland, between Wheaton and Bethesda, south of Rockville. Right off Cedar Lane.. My Mom tells me that the winter has been kinda tough....Hmmph!

Well, we just got three feet of the white stuff in the last four days, and I am sick and tired of shoveling it! How come CNN never does a report on us? Oh, because this is Alaska, and for some reason we are ignored as being in America. Except of course when certain political factions tell us that we are not allowed to drill for our own oil up here... --> Ahh but the snow...Well, it sure is pretty, but what a pain! But my kids are digging the snow boarding at the local ski resort!

Wow, Steve Spielberg. I haven't thought of him for a long time. My two wow sistahs were picked up by him when they were out "hitch witnessing" when we were wows in South Central Los Angeles. They brought him to twig and the rest is history. He had a little Ford Pinto that he had named "Pia", and he worked at a sub sandwich delicatessen. He was always providing these six foot subs for us at various get togethers (yeah! :)--> ) , and, over at his place, he had this really cool state of the art TEAC reel to reel tape player with all of the latest music on it. He was a whiz at all of that even back then. I hope somebody comes up with a location here for him, for it would be nice to say hi to him again. When he was at HQ, friends of mine and I used to enjoy calling him "The Real Steven Spielberg". An amazing guy, old Steve. If I remember correctly, he spoke fluent German as well...

No, it was "Doc Higgins", the one who had read Bullinger and allegedly said to VPW; "you teach like Bullinger reads". She is the one whom VPW called at night, and "released" his new findings upon, so that he in turn could then receive, then retain, and then release some more". He explained this not only from an historic point of view, but also to illustrate the principle of "receive, retain, release", and how it worked in his own life. I am quite positive it was Doc Higgins and not Doc Rinker. As an aside, I also think it was Doc Higgins who told Dr. Wierwille to stand naked in front of a mirror so he could admire the handiwork of God, to which his initial response was something like; "My God woman!" with the emphasis being on the point that most people think of their own bodies as something to be ashamed of, and that to stand naked in front of a mirror was somehow perverse or something. This may have been taught during CF and S. I think that during this part of his teaching he went to the verse somewhere in the Bible that says that "we are wonderfully and awesomely made". I offer no opinion here on this particular teaching, but I do think that this is the correct history of Doc Higgins and her relationship with Dr. Wierwille. We are wonderfully and awesomely made though, and certainly nothing to be ashamed of. Although, I do like to see photos of me back when I was 22 y.o., then as I am now at 47 y.o!

Hey. Lemme tell y'all about a new company known as Primerica. Primerica is a financial investment corporation designed to "help people with their finances". Yew ever heard of the rule of 72? Well, once you understand it, you are on your way to financial independance! That's rat! Primerica was once known as "A.L. Williams", which was once known as "The American Can Company". Anyhoo, once you get on board and get a sizeable downline goin on, yew are gonna be rich I tell ya! Yew kin retire, and just flat out live off yer downline!!, never work agin! That's rat! So jus "come on dowwn!" and let us show yew The Way to financial feedom here at Primerica coorporation. Ya know just the other day, a friend of my cousin whose sister is related to a guy who is involved in Primerica, showed me a check that my cousins' friends' sisters' relative ( or however it all hooks together-don't matter really), showed me a check that this person had made for one single month from their downline in Primerica. That check was worth, waddya think? Ten grand? Fifteen grand? Twenty grand? No-No-No! A tousand times no. That check was worth $29,000.00 for only one months worth of "downline activity"! And they only been involved for three weeks! So, yew know that you gotta get on board here before this "OPPERTUNITY OF A LIFETIME" slips from yer grasp. And if yer interested, just contact me, El Montay Slim at this here e-mail address on my profile. You can't afford to not be involved!!

Ahhh...Cowgirl! What a beautiful photo! Unfortunately, I am in the middle of a danged blizzard! As of today, it has been snowing for the last 70 hours, and we have almost three feet of fresh soft powder to show for it. And I have shoveled my driveway with my boys at least five times, and we're expecting 10 more inches tonight! But what the hay, that's Alaska for ya I guess, but why doesn't CNN ever report on Alaska's weather? We were Americans last time I checked... --> But what a beautiful photo. Are those sagebrush foothills in the background? Sure looks nice. Maybe I should move back south...