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I been meaning to post this, just so's folks know (peace to you all!):
There is no security at the (official) entry to Brooklyn Bethel. Actually, there's often nobody. Security or otherwise. If your timing is right, you can just walk right on in (to the lobby, which is pretty large)... with no one present to greet you. That occurred when dear hubby and I visited in 2008 or so. When another dear one and I visited in 1996, there were a couple of young fellas behind the long reception desk (long and high - you could really only see the tops of their heads, until you were standing literally AT the desk). They were both there with their heads down, though, cause they were readin' their Bibles. Okay, pretending to read, whatever. There were two other (very) young people in the lobby, as well: one, a young man, who was running a carpet sweeper back and forth... and the other, a young lady who was dusting. Sweeping and dusting what was a mystery to us then... and still is to me now... as (1) they kept going over the same spaces... when we arrived (and waited for about 30 minutes)... AND when we returned (a couple hours later, after lunch)... and when we left (after "visiting" with Mr. Carey).
Dear ones, you would NOT tell just by looking... outside, in the lobby... or anywhere WE were taken inside... that Brooklyn Bethel had ANYTHING to do with God, religion, Christ, the Bible, etc. Not that it should have, mind you; that was not an issue. But you also wouldn't get the impression that they (believed) they had enemies, contrary to what they often orate about from the podiums. Indeed, the second time we went, I was certainly DF'd/considered an apostate. But no one was THERE, IN the lobby. So, we just walked through, then walked out. Because, really, there's nothing to SEE. There are no decorations, per se. There is that globe from the world's fair, a small furnished lobby to the left, the long... long... reception desk... a HONKIN' big lobby to right (consisting of 4 very large horseshoe-shaped areas with cushioned bench seating where the loads from tour buses are triaged)... and then a coatroom and restrooms behind the reception desk. There are some images on the walls (I can't recall what they are exactly; some are paintings you've seen in the magazines, some I believe are black and white historical images like in the "Proclaimer's" Book. There are small shelves/literature holders about, but the only thing they contain are packages of blank WTBTS postcards with varying scenescapes on them (can you imagine getting one, let alone sending one? "Hey, lookit us! WE'RE special 'cause WE done been to BETHEL and we're sending YOU this thin, cheezy card to let you KNOW it!").
Anyway, my point is that the Adversary himself could walk in the front door and no one would stop him... or care. Oh, whups, wait a minute... he already DID, didn't he... and they don't, do they?
So, I'm not sure it's really that hard to walk in and leave a business card, heck, even a Nazi poster, if one wishes to. They'll just throw them in the trash, then make like everyone loves them ("WE don't NEED to be concerned about who comes in here and leaves what because EVERYONE LOVES us! Even Satan himself! Because "WE'RE 'JEHOVAH'S Witnesses'!! Can't you idjit 'apostates' SEE that, get it through your heads!? Say, what? That we say from the podium that everyone is hatin' on us? Well, yeah, we say that, too! But don't you GET it? They hate, love, hate, love, hate, love us!! 'Cause it's really the SAME thing! What's so hard to understand about THAT??!").
Shaking head...
Folks really would wanna get out of THAT part of "her"...
Peace!
A slave of Christ,
Shellamar
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