More Mormon Mysteries Revealed. Explained? No. September 13, 2011
Posted by voolavex in Social Issues.Tags: 2012, DNA, Free Speech, God, GOP candidates, Joseph Smith, laws, LDS, legal, Mormon, Prphet, Salt Lake City, US Constitution, Utah
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This information comes from a book entitled “The Sins of Brother Curtis” by Lisa Davis, Scribner’s 2011. It is a history of the serial pedophilia of one Mormon man and how the Mormons covered it up for decades using money,lawyers, religious mumbo jumbo, The US Constitution and lies to allow the assault and devastation of young boys – even as they knew it was happening serially.
It reveals a scarier and basic, important truth I did not know.
The Mormons have invented a cult that is so malleable and has so many loopholes it covers every ass that slips out naked. Their use of our Constitution is one of their mainstays – although from its inception, Mormonism supported and promoted polygamy – a crime in the USA. They are a very clever lot. They paid for Prop 8. Two are running for POTUS. Think twice before you find either of those men the lesser of any evils. Here is what I found out:
The Mormon Church has a deeper historical connection to the Constitution than most people know. “The church teaches that the Constitution of the United States was divinely inspired by men whom God chose as its authors. One Mormon prophet wrote of being visited in a Mormon Temple by a Founding Father, who instructed him that the church must protect the Constitution. The idea that the Constituion was handed down from God “by the hands of wise men” is canonized in Doctrines and Covenants, one of the fundamental works of the church. In 1957, Mormon president J. Reuben Clark Jr., a former undersecretary of state for whom the Brigham Young Law School is named, gave a well-known address on the Constitution in which he said :
“I declare that the divine sanction thus repeatedly given by the Lord himself to the Constitution of the United States as it came from the hands of the frames with its coterminous* Bill of Rights, makes principles of that document an integral part of any religious faith. It is a revelation from the Lord I believe and reverence its God-inspired provisions. My faith, my knowledge, my testimony of the Restored Gospel, based on the divine principle of continuous revelation, compel me to so believe. Thus has the Lord approved of or political system, an approval, as far as I know, such as he has given to no other political system of any other people in the world since the time of Jesus.”
[Put that in your pipe and smoke it – it leaves very little wiggle room]
It so happens that the defining case in U.S. law on matters of religious liberty also involves the Church of Jesus Christ LDS. In 1878, a man named George Reynolds was convicted for bigamy in Utah. He challenged the conviction before the SCOTUS arguing that it was his constitutionally protected religious duty as a Mormon to marry multiple wives – (Mormon Doctrine includes a revelation from God to Joseph Smith that males are to practice polygamy or face “damnation in the life to come”). The Court ruled against Reynolds,noting that the government cannot constitutionally dictate religious belief, but can regulate actions. Reynolds v. US set a legal precedent for such matters and has been quoted in lawsuits ever since…. The court famously wrote, “Can a man excuse his illegal practices…because of his religious belief? To permit this would be to make the professed doctrines of religious belief superior to the law of the land, and in effect to permit every citizen to become a law unto himself, Government would exist only in name under such circumstances…”
Because the LDS belief is that if a man or woman who is excommunicated from the church, takes measures to cast off their former and ostensibly evil ways, they may be re-baptized as if nothing had happened previously. The slate is literally wiped clean and never to be mentioned again. Serial pedophiles such as Brother Curtis, exercised this loophole more than once. He moved around and raped little boys.
What does all this have to do with the GOP candidates or truly any one who declares themself a prophet of the Almighty who makes up the rules as he or she goes along and keeps secrets? Well, friends, it makes me ice-cold and very scared. It says to me that under the perfect teeth and hair not out-of-place, that it hides agendas, lies, opportunities, secrets and justifications that put many Americans in great jeopardy. Not just from pedophiles or serial polygamists but from men who hear voices and answer with their own. Men who believe they are speaking for a creation that may or may not even exist. That they know MUCH MORE than their constituents do and therefore MUST run the show. SO having bored you with this little piece of Mormon doctrine – I ask you to mention to anyone you like or pass it on but more than that – I warn you. And I am serious. The current candidates all have a little Mormon in them in my opinion – and some have a complete set of Mormon DNA. Be very careful.
*coterminous/Having the same boundaries or extent in space, time, or meaning.
And Die in Despair April 14, 2008
Posted by voolavex in dying.Tags: birth, death, dying, God, laughter, love, sadness
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No one wants to die. Even mentioning it creates magical thinking for many and therefore could make it happen unintentionally. Best not to even think of it. In fact, best to think it out of existence because no one really knows what happens when you die. Who would volunteer for a trip with no brochures, no return ticket and no tourism minister? It is either so damn great that there is a confidentiality clause as soon as you sign in or it’s such a hideous nightmare that no one wants to invite anyone else there. You are on your own.
You’d think.
Being born is a huge deal – the operative words are: “push, come on, push, it’s coming, push, here it comes” and slick as a Willy out comes the new person – greeted by family and friends and ready to take on the world. Women love to talk about labor – how long they suffered or how fast it went or how bad it felt or how well they did. It’s just a subject that never seems to get old. For mothers. And to make it even better – when you are in labor – assuming you are due – the medical community eggs you on; puts extra stuff in your IV to speed up the process and if need be, cuts you open. Or both. Getting born is a time sensitive enterprise. And it can’t happen fast enough.
But try to die. Not suicide or murder – just regular, “time’s up, time to die”. You cannot die when it’s time. The process of passing away is so complicated, dragged out and hideous, that unless you go in your sleep without a sound – your own personal end of life is going to be harder than hell. Imagine if you can, a person who is going to die from various causes thwarted every step of the way by everyone. Doctors, nurses, relatives, friends, even strangers impede the process like a relay race. If you think back to having a child (if you are woman or a man who participated in the event) here is the analogy: every time you got ready to actually expel the baby, someone stepped in and made you stop. And they could do this as often as they wanted. And you have to play along.
Someone I cherish deeply is in exactly this place right now; stored in a constant care, old folk’s home. She is dying but she cannot die. She is lost inside herself and cannot communicate. She cannot eat on her own nor can she eat solid food. These are some of the things she will never do again: She will never taste a ham sandwich, clam chowder, pizza, chocolate ice cream or a Pink’s hot dog again. She is not able to take care of her most basic needs. She will never flush another toilet. She will never laugh again at the Golden Girls; she will never be a golden girl. She arrived at this place in her life from the ravages of diabetes and she is not going to get better. She has reached the end stage of life. When she does speak, she cries for help or says “no more” or simply “no”. The people who care for her are extremely good to her. But the entire situation is a mine field of unspoken wishes, permission forms for medications that cannot restore her to health and a sad, circle of hope and hopelessness that grow like a field of yellow weeds – beautiful yet useless. This year she had flu shots and pneumonia shots. Both these afflictions could kill her so we couldn’t risk that. Last week a dentist came in to see about x-rays, crowns or dentures. To raise her self-esteem? No reason was actually offered because there was no good reason for any of it. But we must seem to be hopeful and pro-active. She is not on a respirator, but I know it will be suggested at some point – the inability to breathe without help is a part of dying. We dare not even mention this. There is a kindness and compassion that exudes from the staff where she stays. Religiosity factors in, but more than that, it is a part and parcel of those who care for her and her family, who love her. Even those of us who are exempt for the idea of miracles. The others weigh the sadness of her death with the even greater sadness of her diminshed life now. As I see her and watch her leave us by small increments I ask myself – would I want this for myself and the answer is no. Major faiths decree that life is given by God and only he is allowed to take it. Wars have been fought for dogma such as this. People have died defending this faith against those who don’t. None of it makes much sense.
Dying is a lonely event. We may not hasten it for reasons that have vexed mankind for eons. We may not argue that the right to a dignified death is equal to the right of a dignified life. We speak in euphemisms and ifs and maybes because any other terms are suspect. Secretly some of us pray for the dying to die. Openly we deny the very thought. The criminal who is hastened to a pre-destined death may even have a reason for gratitude. It may seem wrong, but it’s quick and final. The innocent merely get a life sentence without possibility of a decent death. And in all the time of mankind this question has existed and has never been resolved. If we live in hope – must we die in despair?
So this is for the person I cherish and love. Not an answer but an acknowledgement that when I think of her, this is what I think. And it is a promise to her as well, that when she finally dies, I will remember all the days we shared, the secrets we whispered and I will be as grateful for these memories, as finally, I will be for her death.
Voolavex 