Mormon Dad Weird Shit
Apparently homophobe brother called dad on the carpet about his book, “The Second Coming of Jesus Christ.” I never read it. I’m not too into fiction.
Dad believes, and wrote in his book, that the 1/3 of the host of heaven that was cast out are aliens, and inhabit UFOs and come from Satan.
I believe in UFOs, after all, if something flies through the air and hits me in the head and I can’t see it or find it, it is an Unidentified Flying Object. No brainer. But dad thinks they are the evil spirits who didn’t deserve bodies and the opportunity to come to Earth. So they spend their time building high tech beyond our capabilities space ships and try to freak us out?
And sit-on-his-ass because he refuses to “work for anybody” homophobe brother called my dad out about that part of his book. And now the book is no longer available on Lulu. I wonder if it was homophobe brother’s comments, or the Mormon general authorities’ comments in their last general conference that people should not be trying to guess when Jesus was coming again. Either way, it looks like dad pulled his book from public availablity.
Makes me wonder why God let homos come to Earth. Maybe that will be in dad’s next book. He will rethink his position and decide that homos are inhabiting UFOs and the ones that make it to Earth were kicked out from the space ships. Cool. That has a much better storyline.


Now THAT’S a book I’d read! Not that I wouldn’t read your dads first book, but well, it would be pretty hard to do that…. (I did see one interesting article, but it was about numbers, so I doubt it’s his)
Probably for the best, assuming he doesn’t want a Court of “Love”
Speaking as an earth-dwelling homo, I can only say that if you absolutely MUST “pop out” of your spaceship for a bottle of Shiraz, remember to take the keys.
Stupid space-faring carjackers.
Also, why 1/3? What’s the math behind THAT number?
“OK, now, form three groups, people - I’m gonna need the demons here, the aliens over here, and the middle managers over there.”
Wacky.
This is apropos of nothing, but I have to say that I LOVE Rachel Stirling, almost as much as I love her mom, Diana Rigg. Rrrowr!
@Claire Yes, I love her and discovered her in the BBC movie Tipping the Velvet. Nummy. Looks like we both have good taste.