To be perfectly frank, I prefer my scriptures to stay scriptural. (more…)
Not only are we against abortion on principle, but, like many misogynists, we are covertly rather fond of women. So stories like this horrify.
Any power exercised to stop a parent from discipling their child, physically if necessary, is illegitimate power. Judge Longoria needs a good paddling.
Frequency (2000). The most heart-warming shotgun killing ever produced by the cinematic arts. (more…)
Terminates it with extreme prejudice, actually, as my city slicker relations might likely chose to put it.
I’m finding myself a mite puzzled over the ornery Englishman’s feelings about firearms, though. And liquor ain’t all the painkiller it’s sometimes made out to be. Messes up your aim, too. I’m thinking this feller is lucky he can still call himself a man, if you’re gettin’ my drift.
You’ll want to read this dispatch from the front lines, by the father of a young teen-age LDS woman. It gets what modesty is about. (more…)
I read the press release from the LDS Newsroom about immigration. (more…)
This is an excellent editorial advocating that we bring back the lash. At least, until the mealy-mouthed end where he expresses a pious hope that we can get beyond punishment. That pious hope, like prison itself, is just a weak attempt to try and hide from ourselves the realities of evil, pain, and our own necessary harshness.
The other reform that is needed is is swifter trials. Prison sentences will often be attractive because by the time the trial rolls around, for lesser but more common crimes, the accused has already served most of his sentence. “Time served” is a frequent plea bargain.
Is marriage a business? When the dear little woman pulls down my head to hers and whispers “my mate” and, er, well, one needn’t elaborate. . . . Hardly here or there, what? The point, the thing I’m driving at, if you get me, is that one hardly associates the lovebird stuff with the green eye-shade set. Bertram isn’t actually married yet, I hear you saying, and I gracefully concede the objection. But I hardly see how a few well-expressed vows in front of a beneficent clergyman will transmute the bwessed awwangement into pots o’ goblins. Dashed nonsense.
No, wait, sorry. Actual headline: From Mormon Missionary to MBA. Apparently, out of the tens of thousands of Mormon kids who go through the MTC, a few go on to be big lugs in the business world. Which tells us something or other, or perhaps nothing at all.
Can’t say I care much. I admire entrepeneurs, I guess, and have a kind of respect for power and success in any guise, but I’d rather see a headline that said From Mormon Missionary to Medal of Honor Winner. That’s an article I’d print out and shove in the local Reverend Father’s face before mooning him.
Or From Mormon Missionary to the Moon and Mars. That’s good too. At least, if the Mormon Missionary in question was Elder Me.
Mormon gamers could get way into this.
On the sweetness of Mormon life (more…)
Some good information from the Church on gardening.
This is how you split the difference.