Endless Sillygisms

The more I read my Google Alerts triggered by Allusions to topical Mormon History, the more I
say to myself, the more exasperated I become.
Why now? Why topical now. Why not topical or relavent over the 150 all the years before?

The formula goes like this-- attack plus religion
plus 911 equals a brutal bloodbath in a Utah cowpasture fueled by Fanatisism. It's the scariest
thing since that camcorder movie about the supposed serial killing witch in England.

For those of us, yes, even many Mormons suspect that that we've been born and died before on this mudcaked fireball as it weaves its mysterious, monsterous, miserable way through eternity.

Face it--we;ve been there, as victims, as perpetrators, as the guy at the top. And the top guy never took the rap. Yea, the top dog walks away. Is there ever a war criminal who was not out on the loose while within a ten year period. A few, probably, possibly the majority. The majority go free, most likely so, I think. Brigham Young was the guy at the top.

Did he get off scott free? Yea, probably because he didn't do it? Nothing could be farther from the Truth. In an ordinary sense he did it not. His public speech of the last few years had grown particularly frustrated.

'Why, he shouted at the Danish men, women and children (in English) who straggled into SLC, that he never promised safe passage to the Valley if they started two months late with carts made of uncured wood. They needed to think for themselves--he could be wrong, he could be right--maybe right often enough to make it worth their time to listen to what he was trying to suggest.

The 1957 poor excuse for a Federal Army had him in a trap--one created by uncontrollable forces, a year when there were piles of corpses-and maniacal top dogs, neighbors with torches, torchlight ricosheying off their streaming tears whitch streamed down their icy cheeks and as much pathos and purple prose as you want to invest. My Great-great grandma made 'HEART
THROBS OF THE GOLDEN WEST'.

For her trip up the Platt with that uncured wagon, she was assigned an old man who was called by their Captain to help her and her three year old daughter gather to Zion. Oddly enough, her maiden name was Gibbs. Was our wiki Gibbs a brother?

His methods were allright, and the information he received from a correspondent named King, well
I can say that they King family of King family song, dramatists, journalists, a brothers King King and King law practice--they even had King a King family musical hour on prime time weekend TV.
At least one King daughter worked at my Grand-mother‘s barbeque grill (Bar and Grill) in a small
Germantown outside Oakland, California.

I wonder about Larry King sometimes. The hour long was weekly Home Evening, foisted on an unsuspecting audience by Mormons--it was probably that King who Gibbs corresponded with and found a cooperative informant.

So I have credited some, but not all, of the article.
If Brother Gibbs got the story filtered through this King, my ears prick up.

Will we learn anything from our onourous, grueling, cradle to grave effort this time around the go round?

Brigham is both responsible for the Massacre and not responsible. He was the top dog, he the barked orders, but often he left decisions to his top officers--Porter Rockwell, Brigham Youngs top most, onetime Joseph Smith's, bartender in the Mansion house.

He knew every face in Nauvoo, Mormon, non-Mormon. If it was the Missouri Wildcats who led the Fancher-Bakers to that lonely, darksome vale, where within the space of 3 minutes most met their doom.

Well, as in most dramas it was the beautifull and innocent who met their doom. I know the descendants need somewhere to tell their stories, they need some public response. Still this isn't a story about Mormons and Evangelicals, Baptists hating one another.

Why was Porter racing toward the Meadows?
Did he have the needed letter? Did he just want to keep his still greif-stricken and overought Southern Forts from doing anything truly stupid.

Did he simply want to get a good look see at the wildcat assassins before Joseph's aforementioned assasins got their last bear hug.

Dunno. But save me the cult-911 bugaboo ninsense. I went around in Shock for weeks if not months or years, but we should have found the real culprits and used our noggins about what to do next, first? I think so.

They didn't force us to fight an unwinnable three front war with experienced Buswhackers--which was what we had for an Army then. We would have died, as the ill-starred Fanchers did, as the 250 or so Utes did at Bear River died, killed by a California
Militia who shot Native Americans like screaming
rabbits.

The right to bear arms infers the right of self defence. Self defence can be better attained with Non-violence, Solidarity, and direct action. As with the Chinese support of the Darfur Gennocide, the persecution of Religion in China--we need to learn to see it coming. Weneed to admit that it is already here. How can we make Genocide stop?

We all have to try a lot harder.

Now for a musical interlude--

So-- we're--on our way to California.
In the Spring we'll take our journey.
Pass beyond the Rocky Mountains,
Far be-y-o-o-nd the Arkansaw's Fountains.

There was a Mormon Arkansaws Company who,
knowing the Mormon Trail for the death trap it then was, wintered in a grove in Colorado, but
not without the sheperding of the Utah Militia.
Finding and organizing settlementts was their
duty to the wild West. With little credit, Brigham Young was a genius.

Kathleen Matheson Weber