He was pretending to be surviving on his wits in the wild, and he'd just caught plenty of fish to eat. You saw the pig happily living its own life and then he just killed it, because he had the power to do so.

This immediately made me think of priesthood males. They sometimes make decisions affecting women's lives on a whim, just because they are the ones with the power. It gives me the creeps.

My brother and father decided who I could and couldn't date.

The bishopric at a nearby ward debated whether they should allow their single women to date non-members because of a dearth of English LDS men (they decided not to, as they would be given away in the eternities).

My father and then when I married, my husband, were always asked for permission before I could be asked to accept a "calling".

Twelve year old boys have authority over the oldest "sisters", who are required to demonstrate their subservience by their dress (no pants at church).

I heard a man joking about his future polygamous wives when his own wife was sat there.

My dad and brother talk over and ridicule women, even though the women are highly educated and they are not.

Mormon males get to decide whether a woman or child should be punished for being raped, and when the rapist is a Mormon, whether he should get away with it or not.

Unqualified Mormon males get their say about what women with life-threatening pregnancy complications should do.

I got taught by a Mormon male who later became stake president that any good Mormon girl would die rather than let herself be raped. He now has at least one daughter.

I remember hating the feeling of those priesthoodly fingers on my head as I was given a calling. It felt creepy and oppressive, and that's because it was!

Just like I wish that pig could have bitten that saddo on the bum and ran off, the "sisters" should realise what century they are in and get out of this oppressive depressing cult.

Wow, Kendal Mint Cake, you sure know how to write a list and build it to a powerful last line.

Unfortunately only Mormon women can change things for themselves. I wish your words could be read in every Sacrament meeting to get things jump started--but as long as standing up for yourself is a sin...there's not a lot of hope.

Watching that show brought out the same horrified feelings of injustice I felt at church, where the priesthood holders thought they held dominion over the earth and every other creature in it including women, and acted accordingly.

I was brought up to be a perfect little mousey obedient "sister", but even in Primary I started to have these feelings of injustice and disgust, which I attributed to my lack of worthiness.

The priesthood make the decisions and the females live with the consequences. I don't think I could sit there silently in their church meetings anymore. I've finally grown up and found my voice.

It's all so unjust, and the women who keep others down are just as bad.

I'm not out of the closet yet, but if anyone ever asks me again whether my wife can have a calling I'm going to say that she doesn't need my permission.

God how I hate them!!!
And the women who stay and spout their Shittt.



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If it was in the wild it was a feral pig and it is incredibly destructive. They need to be killed. They are over running Texas and nearby states.

And they're tasty, too.

Just because it is cute, doesn't mean it isn't destroying the environment. Pigs are old world animals. Wild pigs have no place in our ecosystem. That said, I believe they should be killed as humanely as possible, and the meat used to feed people whenever possible.

What about feral mormons? :)

A catch and release sterilization program should do.

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(kiddinnng! I am not a eugenics advocate!)

Which show was it, if you don't mind me asking?

He was on an island. The pig was happy til he turned up and ruined Piggy Utopia. He didn't have to kill it. No worries though, I think something will eat him before long - all the animals he meets try to bite him.

Are you a Kendal girl?
I was in Kendal Branch many moons ago ( late 90's).
It's always good to hear of other uk morms escaping the Morg.

I love Kendal and the Lake District, and I like chocolate covered Kendal Mint Cake! I'm not from Kendal, but I don't want to give out too much IRL info. It's a small world in UK mormonism, so I don't even want to disclose which stake I was in because this Board is monitored.

I think my ward / stake has given up on me. The bishop didn't have a very easy time when he came visiting.
No-one else has visited in over a year! There is only one member who genuinely cares enough to keep in touch and visit, but Harrogate is a very insular and cliquish ward anyway. A disproportionate number of callings go to Americans off Memwith Hill RAF base and generally they don't mix. Still, their loss not mine!!!

Keep flying under the mormon radar! And think yourself lucky you didn't get roped into the Pageant!