I think so, yes, but it gets blurry.
These people came over and gave us the presentation, and then they would take frequent breaks in seclusion because they were into TM and they didn't
want to lay too much cultishnish on us all at once. You cannot just go around talking to strangers about vibrating and stuff.
Then the house was filled with all their products. And weird books with weird memes written by persons with weird names. Zig Zigler wrote a
motivational book based on 'stinkin' thinkin'.
Whenever you asked too many questions the answer was 'stinkin' thinkin'.
I was in college at the time. There was a guy who also had experience with Amway, and we found that we had more than one Amway meme in common. 'Ain't
it great' was the big one.
Whenever we were around certain people, or stuff that was expensive, this guy would
screw up his face and bark rhetorically in a Texas drawl 'Ain't it great'. Plus he knew a guy who had herpes; one day he brought me to his house,
though it seemed sort of like a Shadenfreude maneuver on his part. We were supposed to wonder if his wife had it too, or something like that. The
friend started talking about joining the Marines a lot. We drifted apart.
Soon other persons were showing up at our house, not just the Amway people. The TM thing was out of the bag and rather than get involved with an
obvious cult, we solicited the advice of Christians. At this juncture evrerything gets blurry. Between shelves stocked with Buffup, soaps, vitamins,
and healthfood snackbars, stinkin' thinkin' books, and what with a revolving door admitting Christian ministers and double diamond pep talk speakers
plus college...there's not a lot I can remember about Amway, specifically. Sometimes when I am folding laundry I will look up and see a rusting can of
Amway waterless hand cleaner, or Buffup-these are great products by the way-especially the hand cleaner...it still oozes out after all these years,
just enough, just when you need it, when hydrofluoric acid is not enough to tackle the problem.
Eventually the Amway thing went by the wayside, and I have grim recollections but only because of the terrible mix of company that blew in once we
opened the door for Amway.
The priests, their insane outbursts...stuff that can't be conveyed here and now...were a direct result of our sabotaged expectations made possible by
For years I was haunted by some of the memes, especially the 'stinkin' thinkin' one, and I almost switched majors from engineering to philosophy.
Instead, I transferred to a Jesuit college and majored in economics.
Make no mistake: Amway people have an agenda.
They are rabidly sold this money equal success equal happiness thing, and will drop their soul like a whore drops her panties, and run after it before
they even get their ankles freed, as during a vice raid. It can be embarassing but only if you think about it, because you must suffer through and
expose others to a whole spate of rah rah motivational you know you want it ain't it great platforms, all so you can become a salesman who gets other
people to peddle stuff, in exchange for your life and soul. Sick, really, just as an off the rails gambler will allow brain activity that mirrors a
coke fix, with every spin. If you can play the game without
the screamingbrain damage, that's great. Motivational themes tend to head into soul sale territory.
edit on 11-8-2017 by TheWhiteKnight because: screaming