It seems to me that everyone I talk to belongs to the one true church, yet they all belong to different churches. This is probably the biggest factor causing me to avoid religion like the plague.
I think you have a really excellent page... well written.. witty.. and fresh.
Reading your comment about avoiding religion "like the plague" makes me wish there were a religion vaccine. I mean, it has to be a virus of some kind, screwing with the software in our brains, right?
I just spent all night reading your account of your "crime." Touching, funny, clever, exciting. Little on the Web has me about to fall out of my chair laughing.
Next I get to read your fiction. I'm saving that, though, in anticipation of the quality; I want to be awake when I read it.
Thanks for the extremely kind words. If you enjoy my fiction even half as much as you did Terror on Flight 789, I'll feel very pleased indeed.
I have thought at times about writing about the single young men that were sent to me by ward elders. One had been committed to a mental institution and another was removed from a YA Family Home Evening activity straight to the mental ward.
I was told take being single was not fulfilling my mission from God. One young man told me that his Patriarchal Blessing said that he was going to be a Bishop and that I was not following his Priesthood authority and keeping his blessing from becoming true.
I have been acting on my Free Agency since 1980 by not attending church, but they still send home teachers. I guess I need to get my name removed from church records.
Thanks for your fun pages.
Have you read Secret Ceremonies by Deborah Laake? If not, you should. You'd relate well to some of her experiences -- and you'd breathe a huge sigh of relief at having dodged the bullet that took her right between the eyes.
It's frightening and sad how the Church operates in matters like these. When I was going inactive in Orem, Utah, the local singles ward sent a leggy blonde in an above-the-knee skirt around to my apartment to chat me up and entice me back to church. (I think of her as "Delilah.") I guess even the staid old gray men understand the truism that sex sells . . .
I came to this website mainly to learn about Mormons... I never thought that I would be treated to such a story!
Some people say you should teach by example. I say you should teach by entertainment. How did that theme song from Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids go . . . ?
David Brin had an interesting question to ponder, is God a Shepherd or a Father. Shepherds force their will on lowly stupid animals that will, in the end, be slaughtered for food. Fathers guide their childern through the pains of growing up, in hopes that one day, the children will grow to meet or even surpass the Father's standing.
So, if God is a Shepherd, so Brin says, shouldn't we stand up and say, "Who died and made you God?"
If God is a Father, shouldn't we try to learn as much as we can from the tools He left behind (science, nature, etc.) in hopes to master them?
Somehow, that statement scares me a little. Maybe God should beware Men, and not the other way around.
Interesting take. I'd be curious to know if Brin were making those suggestions as himself, or through a character in one of his novels.
It's my experience that some shepherds lead by example, and take nothing more from their sheep than wool. And that some fathers are not worthy of emulation.
Hey, thanks a bunch. I've been spending a lot of time on a screenplay lately. I hope to have more "Apostasy" chapters soon.
I teach (or "try to" as my students like to joke, ha!) biochemistry at a small college. Actually, I'd prefer to run the department and make money on the side with my personal medical business. But the Dean won't let me moonlight, so I have to teach as a necessary evil of job security. No problem. I've slid into tenure so they can't fire me no matter how "bad" I am! Great, huh? Anyway, I'd like to hear from other folks with similar stories. Maybe we could exchange notes on slime, hey?
Congrats on the tenure! I'm not sure I get your point, though. What kind of slime are you hoping to exchange notes on?
(By the way, nothing I know about Four Square leads me to think they're any more a cult than most other Protestant religions. But I admit I don't know much.)
I'm here solely to give people like you something to feel smugly superior to.
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Shalom Aleichem!
I've checked out your site, Brother Clif, and I'm pleased to declare you the Rush Limbaugh of the anti-Mormon world! Congratulations!
I was born in the Church (my parents families were converts), grew up in Provo, went on a mission, returned, went to BYU, married in the Provo temple, moved to Texas (where my wife's from) and for all practical purposes ceased contact with the Church in 1985. I will not dilate on ideolgical differences, but only say that I find that I find the Church's official histories convoluted at best, and its doctrines curious, and self-contradictory. As a one-time "true believer" in the Hofferian sense, I once found ways to rationalize everything (cognitive dissonance), but I thank the gods that THOSE DAYS ARE GONE.
Although I was not looking for an ersatz, I found all the "fellowship" I enjoyed in the Church (and alot more) when I joined the Masonic lodge (which is not a religion), in which I am quite active (shades of the temple endowment, but a hell of a lot more fun). Speaking of which, are you aware of Rife's "controversial religions" site? He's got the endowment ceremony on-line.
I notice that you're in NYC now. I get to Brooklyn once or twice a year and stay with a Masonic friend. Perhaps we can chat over lunch, if you're interested.
I don't know if you keep up on things LDS, but I made two contributions to Church history:
(1) In 1983 I discovered that Hyrum Smith's "Masonic Parchments" were, in fact, magical lamens (See Jerald and Sandra Tanner, Mormonism, Magic and Masonry [SLC: Utah Lighthouse Ministry, 1983], and D. Michael Quinn, Mormonism and the Magic World View [SLC: Signature Books, 1987])
(2) In 1991 I decrypted Brigham Young's coded January 6, 1842 diary entry, which contained the earliest record of a plural marriage (See Mormon History Association Newsletter No. 102, Summer 1996, p. 9).
In any case, keep up the writing.
I'd love to have lunch next time you're in town. Sound like we could have a fascinating chat. Drop me a line.
Ma'am, I think you're hysterical. Please calm down and stop shouting . . .
The proper way to get people away from Mormonism is to build up the congregations of other churches, eh? And I suppose the best way to get people away from crack is to supply them with heroin.
(But seriously, folks, for those of you who didn't know it, typing in all caps on the 'Net means that you're shouting, and it's considered very rude. Please try to refrain.)
Anyway, where are the August 17 letters you said are added? The most recent dates I see are MAY for crying out loud. I mean, some of us are desperate for the yuks of the apologists and the hopefulness of the "converts" to the real world. GET MOVING.
good work keep it up.
Oh, for crying out loud. How many times to I have to explain this?
Why do all your choices for me involve prophecy? Do you think I give two figs about prophecy? Or even believe in it?
(On different note, I continue to be amazed at people who can't even spell my name when it's sitting right in front of them.)
You're very welcome! (Please apologize to your roommates for me.)
Spoken like a missionary, Levi. But at the same time, not like a missionary. You're a smart man, though I think more people would listen to you if you spoke less like a sage and more like a regular guy.
1. When we first moved here, my Mother was asked automatically what "ward" she belonged to. Having never heard of a "ward" she replied, "I've never been committed, I'm not a mental case."
2. The missionaries came to our door not long after we moved in our home. (By this time we knew what the church was all about.) My Dad answered the door and pointed to a bush outside, "We're reformed Druids, we worship that bush over there." They haven't been back since, I personally believe that our house has a big black X on it.
3. Back when I was trying to make friends in 2nd grade, I made the mistake of saying to a girl, "Oh my God, you mean you're not Mormon! There is someone like me here." Those girls who were Mormon never spoke to me again. I recently graduated with them and have never heard a peep out of them since.
4. Some of my friends were recently approached by some missionaries. My friends said, "Hey can we have a Book of Mormon?" To which they replied "Of course!" After receiving the book, my friends said,"Thank you sooo much, we were out of Zig Zags."
These are just a few of the things I have seen and heard while living in Utah. I'm sure many of you have similar stories to tell.
I do have similar stories to tell -- though unfortunately, they're mostly from the other side of the fence. I was "good" Mormon kid in high school, I'm sorry to say.
I can only imagine how cathartic posting your experiences must be to you, and what a sense of closure it must give. I'm tempted to post the same sorts of stories, but if my dear parents or grandparents ever got wind of it, it'd break their hearts.
Post under a pseudonym. That way you can get catharthis without alienating everyone you're related to. If you're a former Mormon, as opposed to a survivor of some other religion, you could submit your story to Eric Kettunen's Recovery from Mormonism page. A whole lot of people would see it and possibly be helped by it.
Yeah, Bubba, and I'm sure it felt good to imagine me masturbating without guilt for the first time. You're obviously more interested in scoring points than making them, so take a hike.
Yeah, pass the Kleenex, you anonymous coward. Next?
While visiting the Washington, DC area last week, my wife asked me to attend her sacrament meeting at the Kensington Ward (next to the temple in DC) and I was startled to see people of color (that IS the "pc" way to say "Blacks"?) in attendance. There were perhaps six or seven in the ward meeting of about 200 or so. I have come to accept the "white and delightsome" aspect of Mormonism, as I had yet to see any but whites in attendance at Mormon functions, so this suprised me. No matter this was in the DC area. I did notice that some of the Blacks were lighter in color, some almost white. Perhaps Mormanism DOES work, after all ;-).
As usual, I will deny all knowledge of this post in order to protect my family (and me) from retribution by the Net Nazi Mormons.
:) I have to say that I can't understand why anyone black would want to be a Mormon, but apparently it happens. It's not the same as joining the Klan, but still.