Monday, August 13, 2012
The Stepford Ambots
I remember seeing the original Stepford Wives movie on TV back in the days when the networks did more made for TV movies. I also have the DVD of the screen version starring Matthew Broderick and Nicole Kidman.
What was going on in Stepford is also going on in Amway. In the movie the wives are controlled by their husbands who are always attending men’s club meetings and are ultimately controlled by one or two men who are the leaders. Depending on which movie you’re familiar with the women are either murdered and robots take their place or they have a computer disk inserted in their brain that controls them.
Either way the women - or keeping up with the times in the newer version which included a gay couple and zapped one man - become mindless submissive robots controlled by their husbands. Oh and the wives fawn all over their men with unnatural over the top devotion and dedication. Very much like zombies.
Very much like ambots.
This is what I saw in the Amway cult.
Men’s club meetings. The Amway meetings were male oriented always led by a male cult leader. Some wives attended Amway meetings with their husbands. Many men were single and coming stag to the Amway meetings. Many married men came stag too after their wives became fed up with the mind control bullshit and losing money. Some meetings were just men only no women allowed. Who remembers the clubhouses we had when we were kids and the boys usually had a “girls keep out” sign hanging outside. Like that. These men only Amway meetings are where the cult leaders try to cause trouble in their downline’s marriages and destroy their relationships.
To become a Stepford Amford ambot one must do whatever the scum sucking upline demands. They have to say the things the upline wants to hear, wear the clothes the upline wants you to wear, eat the snacks the upline wants you to eat, buy the things upline wants you to buy, drop whatever you’re doing and rush to the upline’s side if they beckon, etc, etc.
I have to stop. Sometimes I find it really sickening to relive these memories but I know by writing them down and sharing the anguish I went through that I can help others.
Wives had to display this over the top zombie like devotion to their husbands. Just watch those Ken and Barbies stomping across the stage at Amway functions. Barbie might have a few words to say but mostly she stands there gazing adoringly at Warrior Ken.
I don’t know about the rest of you guys but my husband gets really nervous if I’m staring him down!
That’s what life is like once you sign up with Amway. Welcome to Stepford Amford! Leave your brain at the door. You are now an ambot.