The Religion Business

I lived next door to one of the “twelve apostles” in a 10,000 sq. ft. home. These homes are located on the ridge looking over the city. They are very expensive properties. This “apostle” had a church surveillance team periodically drive by throughout the day. This team would drive up and down his long driveway as part of the security procedure. One day my husband pulled up in our driveway and got out of his car. Immediately the security team sped up “our” driveway. The “mormon secret service” jumped out of their car and proceeded to accost my husband. He was aggressively accused of trespassing and was directed to leave immediately. My husband told them that he was the owner of the property. After much convincing by my husband, the surveillance team retreated. This nonsense is what the brainwashed mormons are paying for with their tithing.

The “apostles” in my neighborhood are treated like “mormon rockstars”. While walking down the hall at church, I could be almost trampled by fellow ward members trying to greet Sherry Dew, Wendy Watson, Diane Hallstrom, Tad Callister, Rusty Nelson, etc. Every Sunday was a complete suck up session. These female heavy hitters would sit on the back row together, only affiliating with one another. They clearly demonstrated their superiority and enforced the boundary between themselves and the minions in our ward.