Date: June 10, 2019 12:52AM
Mormons, my bad.
I have done so much Mormon bashing. I can’t deny that it’s been fun. But it was wrong-thinking. It’s too easy to focus on what they get wrong. But that’s got nothing to do with it. It’s what they get right that matters. The historical success of the movement shows that they got something right. That the bad outweighs the good is academic. Mormonism makes no pretense about condemning you to your own bad taste in religions.
I blindly trusted my elders and parents because I was taught to do so. Again, my bad. When I was taught hate, I should have asked them what planet they were from. My bad. And when that hate was turned against a lying and self-indulgent church that taught it, I went right along. My bad.
Truth is, if it ain’t love, it ain’t good. This has all been brought home to me in the women I love. Our thoughts condemn us. Bad thoughts are a losing game. I can’t help others, but I can help me. So, I’m sorry.
And to make amends I will gladly help build a Jaredite barge re-enactment for Nelson’s Viking funeral out on the Great Salt Lake.