Mission
(See previous post first.)
Be sure to click for full size, details count on these photos.
The reason for the season.
(Wait, I'd better explain that these young men are Mormon missionaries, at a 24th of July/Pioneer Day parade. You can tell by the black suit pants, white shirts, and backpacks. Closer to, you'd see their name-tags and earnest expressions.)
Ultimately, it's all about the missionaries. Elders. A concept that always sends me into fits of laughter, that 19 year old boys are called Elder. Really. I'm not making this up. Several floats had "Sharing the Vision" themes. Which means sharing the LDS faith, oh so generously. One had an Israeli flag on it, which is wrong, because Israel won't let LDS missionaries in, nohow, noway. Especially not after all those sneaky, post mortem baptisms.
This one didn't get the Animation award, although it certainly moved the most. It looked like a movement, certainly. One guy is pulling the mule out of a hole, and the guy in back is getting butted, apparently. All looks a bit unsavory, but in a funny and, well, brown way.
Now, now, this, this, this... sigh. I'm not sure why the buildings are being crushed with ice cream mountains, even though this is an area with a fair amount of seismic activity. Nor why there is a huge orange volcano on the back. We think they may have meant it to be Delicate Arch and red rock country. But there are no palm trees in Utah, not even in the southern edges. None. Except potted ones in office buildings. Which don't count. All I know is, if this were made of cake, it would be on Cakewrecks.
No comment needed. Except that Brigham Young surely meant the State of Deseret. And putting enormous, blocky, ugly temples all over. But no US flag. You know, ideally.
Be sure to click for full size, details count on these photos.
The reason for the season.
(Wait, I'd better explain that these young men are Mormon missionaries, at a 24th of July/Pioneer Day parade. You can tell by the black suit pants, white shirts, and backpacks. Closer to, you'd see their name-tags and earnest expressions.)
Ultimately, it's all about the missionaries. Elders. A concept that always sends me into fits of laughter, that 19 year old boys are called Elder. Really. I'm not making this up. Several floats had "Sharing the Vision" themes. Which means sharing the LDS faith, oh so generously. One had an Israeli flag on it, which is wrong, because Israel won't let LDS missionaries in, nohow, noway. Especially not after all those sneaky, post mortem baptisms.
This one didn't get the Animation award, although it certainly moved the most. It looked like a movement, certainly. One guy is pulling the mule out of a hole, and the guy in back is getting butted, apparently. All looks a bit unsavory, but in a funny and, well, brown way.
Now, now, this, this, this... sigh. I'm not sure why the buildings are being crushed with ice cream mountains, even though this is an area with a fair amount of seismic activity. Nor why there is a huge orange volcano on the back. We think they may have meant it to be Delicate Arch and red rock country. But there are no palm trees in Utah, not even in the southern edges. None. Except potted ones in office buildings. Which don't count. All I know is, if this were made of cake, it would be on Cakewrecks.
No comment needed. Except that Brigham Young surely meant the State of Deseret. And putting enormous, blocky, ugly temples all over. But no US flag. You know, ideally.
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Posted by Zhoen on Friday, July 24, 2009
7 comments:
How do you stand it and remain even passingly polite to your fellow citizens? I would have to be gagged, in spite of my liberal pretensions.
A nice touch to survey such lunacy from the intellectual heights of reason...a library
Rosie,
The first time I was told, in all seriousness, that Jesus had come to teach the local Indians (during his "missing years") I nearly laughed out loud. Managed to keep my incredulity to myself. But all religions have their ridiculous cultural expressions and folk beliefs, which are fair game for mockery.
I could not live in a rural area, where the majority take it all very seriously.
yes, sometimes I wonder about the wisdom of living in a rural area myself...
we all know why there aren't many native americans left in utah
"black suit pants, white shirts, and backpacks"
Wow, tell me about it. These guys come round knocking on my door every so often.
Pacian,
Sounds like you have a mormon missionary infestation. Make sure not to leave cookies or cocoa out or you'll never get rid of the pesky critters.
I used to have fun tormenting the Mormons when they came by. I'd read up on them for a paper in university and I would just keep asking them questions about their more oddball beliefs...like how early believers came to america in submarine like boats lit up by holy glowing rocks to minister to the indians...strangely enough, after a while they stopped coming by. :)
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