[awareness]

Plenteous, we're not talking about two different Dale Jackson's. The problem is me and my bad memory.

Since being questioned about Dale and Detroit I've been racking my brain. I even talked to a brother and sister that were in the C of Detroit and they couldn't help me sort it out. Hosepipe told me he didn't think Dale came from Detroit ... but couldn't be certain.

During all this mental activity I took a nap. I awoke like my memory had been flashed during sleep.

And I was wrong about Dale and Detroit. The brother I was thinking of was Dennis (can't give last name - he was never an elder). He worked for Asplundh Tree Service in Detroit, and transferred when the C in Detroit, under orders from On High-headquarters-Witness Lee, migrated to Ft. Lauderdale. In Ft. Lauderdale, he left Asplundh and worked a crew for Doyle Young's Tree Service. I think that's where my wires got crossed, cuz both Dennis and Dale worked for Doyle.

Other memories came back too. Like Dale was the son of a Baptist preacher, and had a preachers' sounding voice.

So I apologize to brother Plenteous for that error.

And I apologize also for being so rough on Dale. We were all young and dumb back then. And did stupid things. It's like we were in the dark looking for the light switch and were told Witness Lee was the switch ... and we went all freaky and irrational about it. I know I did, well, as long as I believed that I was in God's move on the earth. Mel Porter made it obvious that I was actually in man's movement on the earth, dressed to appear as God.

And I do feel sorry for those still in the LC -- like I feel sorry for those in Scientology -- especially the leaders ... and especially for what use to be my good friend Ron Kangas. I really loved him. Why he became the brewer of the kool-aid is beyond my understanding. I can't even put it together in my imagination. It's like Kangas lost all his intelligence. And he's smart, or was.

But that's because God blessed me by forcing it in my face, with that fanatical excommunication meeting, and ridiculous stipulation made by Mel Porter (Mel never had any sense anyway - and wasn't an elder because he was smart or spiritually mature. He was an elder because he was blindly loyal to Lee & Co... that was clearly the requirement for Lee to elect you as an elder.)

So I saw unambiguously, with no shadows, that the local church was/is a cult. Actually all that I know that left the LC, best friends still today, have no doubt that they were in a cult, and openly admit it. Some, like me, as a result, have an obsession with cults. I've read about many of them ... and continue to do so today. Cults usurp critical thinking, and self determination and personal responsibly ... putting it on the group and leader. They produce a mental disorder, such as we see in Tom Cruse. I was mental back then. One of my dear friends had to leave the local church to keep his sanity. He was literally going crazy ... but had sense enough to stop drinking the kool-aid ... and sober up.

Ya can't be sober in the LC. You can only pretend to be sober. Kangas was a gifted pretender, and learned the value of feigning sincerity. Can't you see it in his body language, and hear it in his voice. It's there. His wife saw thru it, even back in Detroit.

Oh, it's not obvious while drunk on the kool-aid.