Angel of Jesus
Date: May 13, 2018 05:36AM
I joined the LDS Church in 1979. I went to my first LDS bookstore in 1981, I think. Nobody told me that Mormons had their own bookstores. Nobody told me anything except how to pay tithing. That's it. Anyway, I went to the first LDS bookstore, and I saw lots of books by "Paul H. Dunn": who was a Seventy. I think in the Presidency of the Seventy, which, at that time, was called "The First Seven Presidents of the First Quorum of Seventy". Of course, there weren't "70" members in the "Quorum of Seventy". Not now, not then. I think there were about 34 or so. The "other" quorums of Seventy were considered the Stake Seventies, which were just men about 30 to 40 who thought they knew more about missionary work than the missionary department did. Anyway, it was 1981.
I first saw books, LOTS of books, by "Paul H. Dunn". I didn't know who he was. So, I bought one of his books, and found out he was a "Seventy" and that he had been in World War II, was wounded upteen times, saved upteen lives, was among only 3 survivors in his entire company to survive the war, played for the St. Louis Cardinals, etc. Wow. Yet, I felt there was something "wrong" about his message. I did not feel the Gospel was about "how to be a success in life" or about "feel good" stuff. I didn't see it that way. Most Mormons did. For most Mormons, the Gospel of Jesus Christ was about "getting stuff from God"...basically, God helping you get "the Good Life" as well as being able to bang lots of women in the celestial kingdom: including your "most beautiful" spirit-daughters.
I didn't see it like that, at all. To me, the Gospel of Jesus Christ was about Jesus dying for YOU, so that you had to return the favor, by doing what He said: which was treating everyone by the Golden Rule, and by helping others. Service to others. Most Mormons I knew, didn't see it like that at all.
Anyway, I frequented Mormon bookstores for years. I was so poor, that I'd read the books right there in the store. I'm sure store owners hated me. I'd rarely, very rarely, buy a book. I'd fine one of the few chairs in the store, and read a few books. I was poorer than poor. Paid a full tithe, but was still poor. Most Mormon bishops think THAT is impossible. If you give God (i.e. the Church) money, then God gives you back more money. God was like a Banker. If you loan the bank your money, the bank pays you "interest". The Mormon God, along with being an incestuous pervert (by banging Mary....his spirit daughter), but the Big Banker: for every dollar you gave to him (i.e. the Church), he sent you back "blessings":
*sexy woman to marry
*protection in travel
*success in business/career/investment
*healthy well-behaved children
Hindus think the same thing. When they gave Ganesh (the elepphant-headed god) some flowers, and give some money to the priests of Ganesh, Ganesh gives you earthly "blessings" in return. ALL pagan religions, teach the very same thing, worship this god/goddess, and they'll send you earthly "blessings" in return. All of them...without exception. If Hindus believed that Ganesh was not real, and that he did not send them earthly "blessings", then Ganesh temples would be empty today. They are not empty, they are packed full of "blessing seekers". Mormons are the same. I mean, EXACTLY the same.
Anyway, I started to loathe Paul H. Dunn and his books. I believed he was preaching a false gospel, the Gospel of Gain/Success. But, I also felt guilty that I was "judging" him. After all, he was a Seventy, just under Apostle. So, HOW could he be preaching a false gospel? Yet, that is what I thought.
One day, in 1985, after my mission, I went to Mesa Arizona about a job. Didn't get the job. So, I decided to drive to Los Angeles and look up some old friends. I stopped by a Mormon bookstore in Mesa, and the clerk (a recent RM) said: "Oh, wow, you really need to get the new Paul H. Dunn tape! It's fantastic!"
I really didn't want to, but it was only four dollars and fifty cents, and, I did need something to listen to on my way to Los Angeles. So, I said "Sure" and I bought the tape. I listened to the ape as I drove. Half-way between Mesa AZ and Los angeles, was Blithe California: the "hottest" place in the United States. Gets to 130 in the Summer. Dusty little town. But it was night time, and only about 95 degrees. As I approached the town, I noticed I needed gas. Just then, I heard Paul He. Dunn say on the cassette tape (remember those?):
"It's quite a thing to play for a professional baseball team!"
I KNEW he was lying. Just knew it. Don't know how I knew it. Just knew it. So, when I stopped in Blithe to get gas, I removed the Paul H. Dunn tape from my tape player, and tossed it into the garbage can next to the gas pump, and never looked back.
Of course, not long afterwards, the Arizona Republic revealed, in a series of articles, that Paul H. Dunn's war and baseball stories were BOGUS. Lynn Packer, a former journalist and BYU professor of journalism, had written the story. Packer had also plenty of evidence that Dunn was involved in investment fraud, lots of it, but the Arizona Republic decided NOT to print that part of the story: just an expose' of his false war and baseball stories. Just go to YouTube and type in:
"Paul H. Dunn" and "Lynn Packer"
Watch the videos. They are pretty entertaining.
The Church released Dunn "for health reasons" and claimed it "did not know" if the Arizona Republic articles were accurate or not; both were BIG LIES. The Church had hired former FBI agents to check on Lynn Packer's articles, and the agents found them to be 100% accurate, and Packer was told this by one of the agents hired by the Church, while in the office of a Mormon Apostle. The Church LIES...or didn't you know that already?
Paul H. Dunn never let the truth interfere with a good story. He may be forgiven for embellishing his war and baseball stories, but his major involvement in investment FRAUD in Utah was unforgiveable. The ONLY reason he avoided prison, is because of help from top leaders of the LDS Church. That's all.
A dramatic film should be done about Paul H. Dunn and his lies.