Brain clogged. Writer's block in progress...
Ouch. I am zapped. Instead of looking for a job, revising my resume, or sending out feelers, I've been purging my in-box. I've written more letters than I realized I need to...but yet still have a queue of people I desperately owe communicae with. AGGGGhhhhhhh!
I'm sorry. I've been a really really bad friend. Self involved, but not so much. I have been loading up on the necessary souvenirs. And realized that my teeny suitcase wasn't going to hack it. So i've upgraded to a nifty delsey bag with wheels. One that irene can drag thru airports, but will never be able to lift into an overhead compartment.
Ok, ok. So that's not really a remedy to the situation. But I'm slogging through the mail and probably jumbling things left and right. But that's not that unusual, now is it? I do that in normal conversation. ouch. It's genetic, really!
I place full responsibility on my defective geneoly with my dad's side of the family:
Flat feet, short stature, and rambling sentences.
But god (who I normally reserve for profanity and ridicule) help me, don't let me end up looking like him. Gah. Though cute as a young man, the sr. dad is aging. If you've seen him in recent months, there was a period where his grey hair collected in one section of his head...kind of making him look like a skunk. (He vehemently disagrees with this opinion. But mom is on my side;) In case you're curious, the silver dollar has mysteriously disappeared without the use of any hair remedies.
As a diversion, before I write to Livea (who is hopefully doing really really well), let me tell you about the Mormans:
They're here.
I know very little about them, except that they recruit. And they're based in Utah. And the two that I've met are really really nice people.
Two things:
1) I noticed they were here b/c they were all dressed like Dilbert
2) there are some interesting point of views from ex-mormons.
See something calledTheGoodNews.Org
And I'll quote from a former member:
Questions about Rauni's new faith began, however, during her first visit to the LDS temple in a village near Bern, Switzerland. There she was introduced to the secret ordinances required in Mormonism for entrance into the highest level of heaven.
"It was a shock," she said. "In preparing for the temple experience, Mormons are told how beautiful and wonderful the experience is, and how you are getting the higher knowledge of God ... . Well, when I went through the temple I didn't experience that at all."
She was asked to remove all her clothes, and a "shield" was placed over her body. Then she was ceremonially "washed and anointed" by a temple worker. She was given a new name and an undergarment that she was supposed to wear 24 hours a day for the rest of her life. But more alarming were the secret handshakes, accompanied by oaths of secrecy signified by signs that included a swipe of the thumb across the throat. The signs indicate how life can be taken if the handshakes are revealed to anyone outside the temple.
"I could not figure out how a loving God would hold the handshake so secret that if I was to tell somebody I would be killed the way shown in the temple," she said. Later, she learned those and other elements of temple ceremonies had remarkable similarities with those of Freemasonry and occult religions.
Uh. Ok. Weird, no? I wonder how successful their 'saving' process has been here.
posted by irene @ 8/09/2002 09:32:00 AM
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