Even though I know half of you will think it's fun to hate me for typing what I am about to type, I frankly simply don't care anymore... I've given up on trying to teach the hethens. This is for the record. It is the story of how I got kicked out of the Mormon church.
I had brilliant parents. I wasn't planned, but in terms of two humans dealing with the situation, I could not have been more fortunate. If there is a heaven, my parents are guaranteed a place, and if Peter wants to argue about it, he's going to have to talk to me, whereupon I'm going to beat the crap out of him if there's an issu. I am not stating this out of policy... it really is how I feel. Let's just say lucky for me abortion was not legal back then. Half of you will wish abortion had been legal.
Mom wanted to raise me Christian. Dad had become a scientist and had rejected it, but she insisted, so he told her if so, then it had to be LDS, the religion of his birth.
I grew up Mormon, under protection of the two best parents on the planet. How good? You're not going to believe this, but Dad apologized for spanking me when I was a kid, as if I could possibly be thinking about that now.
Because Dad was scientific I would look at his work, and ask questions like where in the geological history of the last ice-age Adam and Eve fit in. He would point to a position in the time-line and say, "Oh, about here".
I kept growing and learning and reading, and I got a theory about the Garden of Eden, and about how it all went down with the war between Cain and Able.
I got the idea that Eden had probably been somewhere around Iraq, and that it had been a very nice place with lots of grass and trees growing lots of pommegratites, and that it had been left behind by the last ice-age.
The way it works is that you can get land capable of sustaining grass and trees long after the initial conditions required to seed it are gone, as long as you don't bust the topsoil.
Under conditions like that, trees and grass can keep going. There's not enough junk water to spawn mosquitoes, because it doesn't rain anymore. Water soaks up from the ground from that seeped into it by the rivers. Plants and trees can do that insolong as they have propper undisturbed roots. Under conditions like that and at that lattitude, a human would be able to walk around naked eating fruit.
The key... the trick... is to not bust the topsoil. It's in a state where the plants can sustain from groundwater soaked up from the Tibris and Euphrates, but the system must not be disturbed. It was a place hard for insects to grow.
There it was... a place for humans to live under warm conditions, so good one didn't need cloths, and all you had to do was walk around and pick fruit off pommegranite trees.
Geo-plant-genetic history shows that wheat is/was a hybrid of two grasses... one from Turkey, and the other from west Asia. It is thought that maybe travelers carried spores on their boots and walked through grasslands in the middle east.
Humans being human immediatly fell in love with the thick rich grain, and the trick to the whole equation is that they had along the way figured out pottery.
They stuffed grain into the pottery, without defense against fungus, and out came bread and beer.
Guys liked the beer, and women loved the bread. All wanted more, and so humans started to plant deliberatly. Too many people think that planting was a "discovery", which is bunk. The Blackfoot Nation of southern Alberta had 1500 names for all the plants around them, which is incredible given that it's just a short-grass prarie, and they knew darn good and well that plants came back from seeds. It was not an issue for them to reseed. Nature was taking care of itself.
The desire for bread and beer led to systematic agriculture, leading to destruction of the top-soil, leading to the death of Eden.
Meanwhile, along the way, were meat-eaters enjoying cooked lamb.
Their goats were chewing the top off the grass, also destroying Eden.
Everything was getting worse, and all blamed each other.
The farmers won because they were bigger and more organized, such that the goat herders got kicked up and over the green arch into Palestine, whereupon somehow they got consoled with a leadership statement declaring that they got kicked into that lousiest part of the green arch because God loved them, and that if they kept it up they would have more kids than stars in the skys.
In the meantime, back home, people between the two great rivers destroyed the topsoil with bad agriculture, and destroyed Eden.
For that idea I got kicked out of the Mormon Churh, which is a fantastic organization for keeping idiots in order.
And that amazes me... on one hand I am doing what Mormons do, which is reveal truth, while on the other hand the leadership got corrupt when Hinkly accepted the forged Salamander papers and tried to make up for it by building a billion temples... as if it would be the first Chruch hauled into Babyon. The only thing keeping them alive is that they have good membership.
Anyway, I told all that to the Bishop. I told him that the book of Geneis was an alegory, and that if anyone had any brains they'd notice how the story of creation pretty-mcu follows how it happened, without stories about being on the back of a turtle, and how that would have suited the minds of people figureing that as sons of Benjamin it was okay to rush over a hill and steel women in order to have wives.
For that I got kicked out. Whatever. Bla bla bla.
What it means is for the situation of having people in "charge", we have to have the ones truly naturally capable, and I am sick and tired of Wall Street pushing in their bum-boys in to slaughter intelligent opposition in order for the dummys to secure their position upon the throan.
Last edited by Omicron; Dec 16th, 2011 at 05:30 AM..