Doing God's Work

I've been following the unraveling of the Mormon mission in Eldorado, TX. Over 500 women and children have been removed from the property so far according to this report. It has long been known that the place was another stink hole of religion but no one has had the guts to challenge them. There are lots of reasons these places land in sparsely populated areas usually surrounded by communities full of god fearin' folk. They know there is a psychological barrier to challenging anything with holy in it's pr already strongly in place. They are places where there might be a public challenge to something at a city council meeting if it looked like it was going to cost anything but no one will ever stand in the pews and challenge anyone in a pulpit. So this kind of stuff goes on until the stench is so great that law enforcement starts seeing it as a huge liability and even then nothing much happens until something like a child gets on record. The record then becomes a time-bomb for law enforcement and we get some action. Often so late that thousands have been hurt.

This cesspool is near San Angelo. The newspaper in San Angelo has a website with most of the articles and letters and such from the print editions online. They allow comments online where people respond with their opinions on just about everything imaginable. There are a few regular characters that post there who make everything god's business. The paper has been running stories on this since it started last Thursday. But strangely almost none of the most vocal religious zealots have made one peep on this. There are many comments on the articles but except for one or two, they are not the same kind or by the same nicknames as the regular god thugs that jump on just about everything else. Another thing I noticed right away was that comments on these stories did not appear as quickly as they usually do after a story is published on their web site. The problem and conduct of that bunch of Mormons with their polygyny and incest has long been known but of course not one preacher or one of the now silent zealots ever tried to visit that place or to otherwise challenge them in any meaningful way. Even to protect the children. So when they pat themselves on the back for being a more religious and more moral and more loving part of the world than some other places, that cloud of dust they stir up off the back of their shirts, stinks to high heaven.