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[…] all so bad, after all. The batter for the pancakes was easy to make and we could buy margarine or jam, but the maple syrup was a different story. Most of the time we […]
[…] ritual parade of women would express their eternal gratitude for all the wonderful crap their husbands could buy them. Laurie never expressed such gratitude. She would just thank God for her testimony and children […]
[…] reader to state that …” and “in order that the reader may have a clear idea. …”[ 6] The ”Blue Minutes” At the invitation of Signature Books, in association with Smith Research Associates, I […]
[…] Smith was at best a scoundrel,” he observed, “one still must account for the Book of Mormon.”[ 6] Indeed, the book’s religious appeal—its defense of God, Jesus Christ, and spiritual gifts, and its call […]
[…] in any manner, or on any pretext, infringed. No state shall violate the equal rights of conscience.”[ 3] To Madison, the central feature of the civil right was the conscience—the morality source—the something that […]
[…] riches for himself and admires others who attain them, while undervaluing the truly precious things in life.”[ 6] Freud goes on, in a rare instance of willingness to admit his own fallibility, to discuss […]
[…] sustained her in a one-woman resistance movement against the Mormon hegemony of her happy family, she searches for something else to give meaning to her life. Living as a thirty-year-old, single, alcohol-using, sexually active […]
[…] from the book, is “on another world, not unlike our own, about two thou sand years ago.”[ 6] The strange and exotic pre-technological cultures which Tathea visits in vision or in person vaguely suggest […]
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