cults

By Ken Korczak

I want to tell you about a bizarre night many years ago when I accidentally found myself at a gathering of Satan worshippers. It was one of the freakiest nights of my life -- and I swear this story is 100 percent true.

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Is BRAINWASHING Real?

Is brainwashing just a thing of the past? How was it invented and is it still used today? Have you been a victim of brainwashing? Where and why is it used? Most of all, is it even REAL?

WHAT IS BRAIN WASHING?

Brainwashing/Mind control is the successful control of the thoughts and actions of another without his or her consent. Generally, the term implies that the victim has given up some basic political, social, or religious beliefs and attitudes, and has been made to accept contrasting ideas. 'Brainwashing' is often used loosely to refer to being persuaded by propaganda.

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Katrina was thrilled. We spent weeks talking about how we reacted to this skit, that sermon. It was the same program for both of us, naturally – they had this show down cold. My mother was disgusted. She hardly said a word to me for months – which was a long time even for this champion of the cold shoulder. By now the program had been discovered by several of the local churches, so there’s two dozen of us running around town with big silvery crucifixes around our necks, failing to discern any similarity between them and albatrosses even though this was the year they were teaching Coleridge in English class, proclaiming that we were saved and singing the songs from Jesus Christ Superstar. For a short round ugly walking dictionary, it was a miracle. I had a group. I had a girl. The Son is shining and life is good. It was a wonderful feeling.

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A couple of days ago, while talking about religion in the persona of Bullwinkle J. Moose (“Thank you, Mr. Know-it-All�), I mentioned in passing that, once upon a time, not quite back to first-run Rocky and Bullwinkle but almost, I was a “Jesus freak�. A kind reader wants to know what it was that made me smell the coffee. Well, I’m afraid smelling the coffee didn’t have anything to do with it. I can’t stand the stuff. Yes I know, it’s been two months of Bloggerparty and you regular readers, all five of you, still don’t know what it is I do like. Be patient, I’m working on it. Anyway, it wasn’t smelling the coffee. It was smelling the pot.

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