the ultimate mormon treasure hunter

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I have played with this topic..cause I not entirely comfortable taking shots at what a person believes...honestly... I believe it's personal, and should be on the one hand, absolutely a non issue in a presidential election...But then came Mitt...Mitt of the constantly changing views, and positions on just about anything...nothing is sacred...any possible viewpoint can be mangled and regurgitated into an entirely new view...depending on the polls...but not his religion...a religion based on the proficiencies and visions of a slightly demented treasure hunter from Western New York...look I don't care about the magic underwear...strange as it is...or the fact that they believe that if they live the good Mormon existence they get to go the star or planet Kolob..which is just to the right of where god lives...all religions have that vague" this is what happens when you die" support system...they all have funny particularities about garment use or restriction...all contain charming anecdotes where the deity does something wonderful that transcends generations...sounds like I am an atheist...I'm not...but neither am I gonna agree that Star Wars is a religion...or that Scientology is anything other than a pyramid scam...and more importantly... I could not get my head around a Scientologist president...or a vice president that believed "the force" would guide us to an agreement with Chinese over fair trade...do I honestly believe Mitt is devoutly Mormon..No...I believe that Mitt"s beliefs are as a deep as a puddle...He is a man whose only clear path is to be the standard bearer for his associates, the most elite and privileged few that call themselves americans...but secretly, in the  cuban cigar smokey rooms, behind imported Italian leather chairs...they laugh at him...You can hear them saying..."Does he really think his underwear protects him from the devil...that's just fucked up!"

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  1. BeardoOctober 11, 2012 at 12:31 PM

    According to Mormons ... the devil and jesus are brothers and they wish to dominate America ... seriously!!! Do they condone lying too?? They must 'cause Bishop Romney does it every campaign stop, debate and TV interview!!! How the fuck can anybody with even just a few synapses working vote for a habitual liar???

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