Watchtower Society – Clarification No. 310

The fox in the henhouse – Jehovah's poultry in panic

We started early, arrived fast, found a good parking place, with the folding bike ...ssst... to the Altpoertel. Shield "Jehovah's Witnesses bleed to death" pulled out of the bag and taken a seat on the bench. And in the back the sun rose. All right. It had already risen, it was shortly after eight.

From the left there came one who looked like Jehovah's Witness, who always pulls off so quickly when I take a picture of him. He just walked on. I had occupied his ancestral place of seduction and turned him into a place of enlightenment. The poor man had to take a detour home. Monopoly: "Go to prison! Don't go over there and don't collect 4,000 DM!"

From the looks and reactions of the passers-by I could see that almost everyone recognized the connection immediately. Drivers explained to their co-drivers that otherwise Jehovah's watchtowerists were standing here. Passers-by grinned and pointed to the place where Jehovah's Witness used to stand. And later I heard that this Jehovah's Witness is standing here every day. That was reason enough for me to sit on this bench from 8 a.m. to 12 noon and show the sign "Jehovah's Witnesses bleed to death". Four times a patrol car drove by, two blonde law enforcement officers, who wanted to forbid me to hold up the signs a long time ago, left after a reflection period of three minutes.

One situation comedy chased the other. The Jehovah's poultry was in panic. Jehovah's Italian street fighters were shocked and several times their blonde women walked very close to me to inspect the situation. An old Jehovah man made the windshield wiper movement. He had no more arguments. My seat and the sign "Jehovah's Witnesses bleed to death" confused the whole Speyer Watchtower scene. The spectacle consisted of the material: Finally, the ideal world of the Speyer Jehovah's Witnesses is exposed.

It became clear to me that with this (very comfortable) action I had really penetrated deep into the wasp nest and had achieved more than many a performance artist. This of course increases the probability that I will enjoy the time more often at this inveterate Watchtower propaganda site. For Jehovah's troops, it was pure frustration and a kind of Waterloo they had never imagined. And people who came by several times indicated that they liked the action.

I really enjoyed the time. I wasn't in the center and yet I found that these four words "Jehovah's Witnesses bleed to death" attracted more attention than any common attractions in pedestrian zones.

Only one group was blind to the shield: the nuns. Whether on foot, by bicycle or by car – they saw nothing, noticed nothing and only pursued their personal goals. To worship the Pope or to buy carrots. I don't know.

If the local mafia doesn't use armed force against me, I will often visit this watchtower-infested place and eradicate all Jehovah's influences there. The Watchtower society loves the magic of the naturalization stall, which has taken root there, which has to be chopped off. It will be exciting to see how four words defeat umpteen Watchtower followers of Jehovah.

Hopefully no European directive will be issued in the near future to ban education in pedestrian zones.