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Date: September 20, 2010 01:02AM
Not long ago I posted this thread:
http://www.exmormon.org/boards/w-agora/view.php?bn=exmobb_recovery&key=1283487851&modified=1283487851Just wanted to follow up and once again thank you all for your advice. I went to a Fast & Testimony meeting at a ward that was one away from the one geographically closest to me. Overall impression: oy, *that* is what LDS spend hours upon hours of their lives doing? The weeping and boasting were sooo unprofound.
Funny, earlier in the day I happened to watch an old Nat Geo documentary where Lisa Ling joined a humanitarian medical team that was going to North Korea to do simple eye operations (to remove cataracts, I think). The doctors did the operations on people and restored their sight, in some cases after decades of blindness. The bandages were removed in a dramatic ceremony, and what did the patients do... no thanks to the the doctors, instead they prostrated themselves in front of a portrait of Kim Jong Il, where they started wailing and crying attributing all glory to him. Bleh. At the Mormon service, there were a few erie parallels.
Anyway, a synopsis: the Bishop and his assistants were borderline caricatures - all could've been hired to play smug Republican extras on The West Wing. He started off the service with some shallow tripe about how perfect his family was, then bragged about being a lawyer, then read a random poem with hilarious histrionic bravado. No scripture. There weren't even Bibles or Books of Mormon available in the pews. The ward was not huge and it sure felt like he (the Bishop) noticed I (an outsider) was there and kept staring at me. It was kind of funny because every time he mentioned Joseph blah blah, he would then make a point of looking me in the eye and adding something like, "**AND** WE BELIEVE IN JESUS CHRIST!" (WTF?)
I did not expect that every other person would cry. A few were so weepy that they could barely speak. Others were bizarre. A pattern I couldn't help but notice was whenever someone's ramble veered in a direction that started to employ simple logic, they would trail off. "I know the church is true, because....[trail off] Amen!" Etc. One extremely dorky gentleman reminisced about his mission and I just felt awful for him. He must've been an over-30 year old virgin and seemed quite lonely (and indoctrinated).
After they did the last hymn I bolted for the door and left. All in all I guess I'm glad I went and I do think it helps me understand Utah culture a smidgen better.
As our semester gets further underway, I suppose I feel some pity for the TBMs in my graduate program. Most look tired and I imagine are not receiving the excellent grades they want thus far. When asked to solve, prove, or defend something without a well-established protocol to draw upon they just flounder. None of them seem comfortable competing in the marketplace of ideas that the academic environment demands of them. I imagine it has a lot to do with the manner in which they've been indoctrinated into their church.