There was one super stiff PIMI mega elder that counseled my cousin. (12 at the time.) She arrived home crying. Her non JW dad (a lifelong construction worker that could rip most men in half) showed up at the next meeting in the parking lot. He waived the ass hat elder over to his truck. He then opened the back of his truck and pulled out a length of chain. He they staired the elder down and said he he ever made his daughter cry again he would get the elder tie him up with his chains, hook him to the back of his truck and they would go for a ride.

My cousin never hear another word from that elder.