To get ahold of twi's microphone......one will have to pry it from their cold, dead hand.
Well, TWI has taken this a step further. The microphone is shared amongst a designated few and what those designated few can and cannot say is tightly controlled by Rosalie. She leads mostly from behind the scenes while giving the illusion that there are many teachers coming and going week from week. What appears to be and what actually is going on is very different.
Well, TWI has taken this a step further. The microphone is shared amongst a designated few and what those designated few can and cannot say is tightly controlled by Rosalie. She leads mostly from behind the scenes while giving the illusion that there are many teachers coming and going week from week. What appears to be and what actually is going on is very different.
To clarify, "twi's microphone".......metaphorically speaking, is their incessant cult-speak propaganda via teachings, tapes, way mags, public releases, and website that perpetuates this biblical re-search of wierwille's work.
To clarify, "twi's microphone".......metaphorically speaking, is their incessant cult-speak propaganda via teachings, tapes, way mags, public releases, and website that perpetuates this biblical re-search of wierwille's work.
Dependency is the name of the shell game.
That's a tremendously, wonderful, clarification as we are prevailing in the....uhhh..sorry had a flashback. Thanks for the explanation!
one time there was a corps week where people were invited to the microphone and i can't recall exactly what happened but all hell broke loose because people were honest
does anyone remember ? it was really something !!!!!! i'm still laughing about -- if only i had a frikking memory
Oh, I know this is really about maintaining control and that the microphone, itself, is symbolic. Still, I have to giggle when I remember how a certain limb leader tried to give me a lesson on the correct way to hold a microphone. (the literal kind) He told me you have to be careful how you hold it because you don't want to conjure up any phallic images.
one time there was a corps week where people were invited to the microphone and i can't recall exactly what happened but all hell broke loose because people were honest
does anyone remember ? it was really something !!!!!! i'm still laughing about -- if only i had a frikking memory
***
truly, it was very sad
I think I was at that one. I think it was '85 or thereabouts. They set up the mic and then there was the usual litany of azz-licking lackies heaping praise on the BOD for their faithful stand and diligence, yada, yada. Then somebody got up and gave some sort of statement of how he saw things and asked an honest question of Craig or Don I think. The veins proceded to pop out in Craig's neck and he went into a blistering tirade about what a debased, unthankful, dipchit that guy at the microphone was, and shortly thereafter the meeting was dismissed and no mention was made of it again...
Sorry I don't remember any specifics, but I do remember being entertained by it all...
The ones who buy the gasbag two or three replacement microphones..
civil words fail me to describe it at the moment..
doesn't logic dictate.. you buy the gasbag another microphone, and you'll here the same "doo doo"?
"more transparency".. Ha.
To me, one of the most irksome "microphone-mongering" was.......the LUNCHTIME microphone. Whether on staff or inresidence, the big-shot couldn't keep his pie-hole SHUT.
Why couldn't I eat my foot and visit with those at my table WITHOUT YOU GASBAGS SPOUTING YOUR OPINIONS AND BIASES ON EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN?
The tirades of blasting some little staffer for a little blunder were the worst. Why did I have to hear all that crap? Manipulation? Fear? For my learning?......yeah, right.
In the early 80s, Johnny T0wns3nd was in charge of the inrez corps at hq and thought that all corps grads should meet together AFTER the Sunday Night Teaching. So.....we'd meet in the BRC around 8 pm and once Johnny started rambling, it would be 10:30 or 11pm before it was over. Well, it didn't take long before the corps grads quit going. Johnny never did figure out why the drastic drop off occurred. The guy just didn't have a clue.
Maybe, the microphone mesmerizes the speaker into thinking he's some "great one"......???
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Well, TWI has taken this a step further. The microphone is shared amongst a designated few and what those designated few can and cannot say is tightly controlled by Rosalie. She leads mostly from behind the scenes while giving the illusion that there are many teachers coming and going week from week. What appears to be and what actually is going on is very different.
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To clarify, "twi's microphone".......metaphorically speaking, is their incessant cult-speak propaganda via teachings, tapes, way mags, public releases, and website that perpetuates this biblical re-search of wierwille's work.
Dependency is the name of the shell game.
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That's a tremendously, wonderful, clarification as we are prevailing in the....uhhh..sorry had a flashback. Thanks for the explanation!
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is this thing on ?
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da microphone is.. gawd.
is that what's on? I think so.
Wake up, you dumb assemblage of stupid human utterance..
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one time there was a corps week where people were invited to the microphone and i can't recall exactly what happened but all hell broke loose because people were honest
does anyone remember ? it was really something !!!!!! i'm still laughing about -- if only i had a frikking memory
***
truly, it was very sad
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They speak to the choir.
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Too bad they don't speak the choirs language..
maybe they think they do..
yeah, that is the "gold" they left veyworld with.. it wasn't "da word"..
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que?
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i.e. j.l.. et al..
they don't speak my language.. try as they may..
"Ma, send money.." is about the only message I can hear from their recent epistles..
"of course.. *peope*.. its gonna take.. MONEY..."
Yeah.. I need money too.
Just send it to:
The Squrrel.
New Knoxille Ohio.
(don't bother with the encumbrances of zip codes or anything.. I'm sure *they* will know where to send it..)
rosie: I'll split it with you, 50/50 (or is that 60/40.. don't hold me to numbers or anything... )
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Oh, I know this is really about maintaining control and that the microphone, itself, is symbolic. Still, I have to giggle when I remember how a certain limb leader tried to give me a lesson on the correct way to hold a microphone. (the literal kind) He told me you have to be careful how you hold it because you don't want to conjure up any phallic images.
I better not say anymore.
HeeHee
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I think I was at that one. I think it was '85 or thereabouts. They set up the mic and then there was the usual litany of azz-licking lackies heaping praise on the BOD for their faithful stand and diligence, yada, yada. Then somebody got up and gave some sort of statement of how he saw things and asked an honest question of Craig or Don I think. The veins proceded to pop out in Craig's neck and he went into a blistering tirade about what a debased, unthankful, dipchit that guy at the microphone was, and shortly thereafter the meeting was dismissed and no mention was made of it again...
Sorry I don't remember any specifics, but I do remember being entertained by it all...
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Woops - - - Wrong forum. Mea Culpa.
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yeah geo it was that kind of thing
lure the bastuds to the mic and tell them they can say anything -- share their hearts -- barfbullsheet
i know if evan was here he would remember
those big fat azzes wrote the book on "how to humuliate good people without really trying"
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The ones who buy the gasbag two or three replacement microphones..
civil words fail me to describe it at the moment..
doesn't logic dictate.. you buy the gasbag another microphone, and you'll here the same "doo doo"?
"more transparency".. Ha.
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To me, one of the most irksome "microphone-mongering" was.......the LUNCHTIME microphone. Whether on staff or inresidence, the big-shot couldn't keep his pie-hole SHUT.
Why couldn't I eat my foot and visit with those at my table WITHOUT YOU GASBAGS SPOUTING YOUR OPINIONS AND BIASES ON EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN?
The tirades of blasting some little staffer for a little blunder were the worst. Why did I have to hear all that crap? Manipulation? Fear? For my learning?......yeah, right.
In the early 80s, Johnny T0wns3nd was in charge of the inrez corps at hq and thought that all corps grads should meet together AFTER the Sunday Night Teaching. So.....we'd meet in the BRC around 8 pm and once Johnny started rambling, it would be 10:30 or 11pm before it was over. Well, it didn't take long before the corps grads quit going. Johnny never did figure out why the drastic drop off occurred. The guy just didn't have a clue.
Maybe, the microphone mesmerizes the speaker into thinking he's some "great one"......???
Oh, the memories.........uuuuughh.
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