In 65/66 I spent a yr. at the U of Utah with a room-mate who'd just returned from his Mission in Sweden. We were both 21 and he'd hoped to bring me to the LDS faith. Took me to southern Utah to his parents for a weekend (no electricity or indoor plumbing) where I saw the old church practices - couple old boys driving wagons pulled by mules to Sunday services (all day) with 1/2 dozen young beauties in the back of the wagon. I ask my friend: "Are those daughters or wives?" "Shut up Marvin, I'll answer any questions on the way back to Provo, but I can't say anything here." He also got me to the 3rd floor of the Temple in SLC where he could go, as a result of his high rank in the Church, which lasts for a couple yrs. after your Mission is completed. I met some really bizarre people in Southern Utah, Provo & BYU, and at the U of Utah, now a hot-bed of US deep-state action. At BYU some gay guys, Missionaries, suggesting to me thru my room-mate a sex gathering, "ever had your ass eaten?" Their ain't a crime in humanity that would shock me, in Utah - the nature of religious fanaticism can justify ANYTHING! Many years later, reading about bizarre Satanic cults (the Dasni) and the people who practice and I noticed the same body types as those Missionaries - tall, big-boned athletic frames, huge hands & feet, talking in St. James verbiage, effeminate, and ya just know they're hung like horses! and queer as $3.00 bill. They'll marry, have a house-full of kids, and find WAR a joy!
Epic satanic abuse case cover-up, reboot of the 1980s.
In 65/66 I spent a yr. at the U of Utah with a room-mate who'd just returned from his Mission in Sweden. We were both 21 and he'd hoped to bring me to the LDS faith. Took me to southern Utah to his parents for a weekend (no electricity or indoor plumbing) where I saw the old church practices - couple old boys driving wagons pulled by mules to Sunday services (all day) with 1/2 dozen young beauties in the back of the wagon. I ask my friend: "Are those daughters or wives?" "Shut up Marvin, I'll answer any questions on the way back to Provo, but I can't say anything here." He also got me to the 3rd floor of the Temple in SLC where he could go, as a result of his high rank in the Church, which lasts for a couple yrs. after your Mission is completed. I met some really bizarre people in Southern Utah, Provo & BYU, and at the U of Utah, now a hot-bed of US deep-state action. At BYU some gay guys, Missionaries, suggesting to me thru my room-mate a sex gathering, "ever had your ass eaten?" Their ain't a crime in humanity that would shock me, in Utah - the nature of religious fanaticism can justify ANYTHING! Many years later, reading about bizarre Satanic cults (the Dasni) and the people who practice and I noticed the same body types as those Missionaries - tall, big-boned athletic frames, huge hands & feet, talking in St. James verbiage, effeminate, and ya just know they're hung like horses! and queer as $3.00 bill. They'll marry, have a house-full of kids, and find WAR a joy!