The good things about Romney

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I don't know about you, but before this pantomime you call an election (how many countries have had perfectly good elections while you have been faffing about?) I knew very little about Mormons. I had been shown around a Mormon temple in the north of England before it was opened and I had vaguely heard of Joseph Smith. But, thanks to Romney the world has had the opportunity to see his cult for the barking mad organisation it truly is. I will not list the ridiculous beliefs they have here because we have discussed them ad nauseam or ad jocularum to be more precise (if incorrect Latin).
We now know that Joseph Smith, that master of confidence tricksters, had actually been convicted of fraud and was, I surmise, simply searching for his next con when he got the brilliant idea (for his time) of a magic and god mix. He has many disciples, among them Mr. Creflo Dollar and the other pastors of preposterous beliefs.
The nice thing, of course, is that, unless they are so dense as to be unable to dress themselves, his fellow Mormon bishops will be cringing with embarrassment and hurriedly preparing a defence to the revealed stupidity. Overseas the credibility of the Cult of the Loony DooLally Smithites will be lying in the porticoed temple entrances in tatters.
I can't wait to be stopped by one of their squeaky clean and polished, white shirted dupes.
 
I don't know about you, but before this pantomime you call an election (how many countries have had perfectly good elections while you have been faffing about?) I knew very little about Mormons. I had been shown around a Mormon temple in the north of England before it was opened and I had vaguely heard of Joseph Smith. But, thanks to Romney the world has had the opportunity to see his cult for the barking mad organisation it truly is. I will not list the ridiculous beliefs they have here because we have discussed them ad nauseam or ad jocularum to be more precise (if incorrect Latin).
We now know that Joseph Smith, that master of confidence tricksters, had actually been convicted of fraud and was, I surmise, simply searching for his next con when he got the brilliant idea (for his time) of a magic and god mix. He has many disciples, among them Mr. Creflo Dollar and the other pastors of preposterous beliefs.
The nice thing, of course, is that, unless they are so dense as to be unable to dress themselves, his fellow Mormon bishops will be cringing with embarrassment and hurriedly preparing a defence to the revealed stupidity. Overseas the credibility of the Cult of the Loony DooLally Smithites will be lying in the porticoed temple entrances in tatters.
I can't wait to be stopped by one of their squeaky clean and polished, white shirted dupes.

Amen brother.
 
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