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The cult's simple solution to this, however, is to focus on and heavily cultivate the youth (see clip posted above as a case in point). For every ONE person that it doesn't work with (like me), how many others DOES it actually convert and successfully ensnare? In a way, it IS an addictive numbers game. The sad thing about it is, these are people's actual lives, though
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Persons who have served in the military will tell you that 18 to 22 year olds are the
ideal recruits - young enough to feel immortal, full of energy craving outlet, craving mentorship.
Young men in that age bracket, especially. Older soldiers are great, too. But they are more cautious. They have a perspective that the young bucks just do not have.
Society imposes endless restraint on boys and young men. Cool it. Dont fight. Dont get dirty. Be nice. You're too noisy, you're too loud, don't stomp so hard, dont yell, sit still, etc, etc.
Boys and more girls than one realizes, want to LET IT OUT.
Kick ass. Rave.
Fight.
An honorable outlet where you can let that
yang energy surge is sweet indeed.
Karl Marlentes has a great little volume entitled
What it is Like to Go to War.
He remembers himself when in combat in Vietnam and how intoxicated he felt at his ability as squad leader, to call in staggering amounts of firepower, the rush of it all.
He has met other veterans who admit they still feel that surge, decades later.
Another resource on the intoxication of crowds:
Bob Buford's book,
Among the Thugs (he participant observed British football mobs and ran with them during street battles), Buford admits, with humility, that he found the violence to be enjoyable - a crowd drug.
And unlike Marlantes, Buford was in his early thirties. If you want a description of how addictive crowd/mob energy is, and how it develops a rhythm and carries you away into some state beyong conscious personality, Buford may give insights into why those SG rallies are so addictive.
He witnessed and did horrible things. His buddies terrorized entire Italian cities. He watched and described the process of how a mob forms, rouses itself, builds and crests its adrenaline into a surge.
Many of the rioters were family men, had good jobs, such as with British Telecom or worked in very skilled, well paying trades.
Their commitment to football, tickets, drinking (oceans of beer) and travel was very expensive.
And here is the thing: there were Jekyll-Hyde personalities.
Some of these men were sweet and wonderful to their wives, children and turned turned into eye gouging, bone crushing monsters while 'going off'.
One man Buford met seemed a quite nice man. He got barbarously drunk went into riot mode, did something hideous to a British police officer.
Then, this same man went home, paternal as could be, took his missus to dinner at a restaurant. She could not understand what was going on when the place was surrounded
by riot police and her husband arrested.
He wasnt a monster to her. But hours before, that same night. he had bitten into and eaten the eye out of a living police man's face..
Without telling her.
He became different in a crowd that had practiced routine intoxication through rioting.
The SG probably use crowd ecstacy in more disciplined channels, but its probably just as addictive in its way.
And if someone has spent his or her entire life in it, its hard to get away.
Probably all a family can do is protect itself and its financial assets from being tapped into by the one member who has become an SG robot.
If a family limits the amount of money an SG can get from them, at least the SG person will gain less prestige because they wont have as much money to contribute, due to their family setting limits.
But the only way to do this is to have a full on family meeting with everyone present so that all agree at the same time as to what to do.