The White Wolf, BAD WOLF, and. Super Religion

There is a phenomenon in the tuning of pianos called The White Wolf. When you start at the lowest key and tune to the top, the piano is in tune, thirds, fifths and octaves vibrate in precision and harmony. If you go back to the bottom and tune upward, with every key that is precisely tuned harmony degrades, falls into discord and dissonance. This phenomenon is called the white wolf--Lupus Eurethmatosis.

The man who described or named disease Lupus Eurethmatosis, the disease, I imagine tohave been a musician.
I think that the same phenomenon may occur in religious of all kind and historical periods where fanatisism rises from religion as degrading humus and rotting wood give rise to mushrooms. Peterbation iteration in driving is similar. When a small rockingmotion begins, If ignored the rocking will continue until thevehicleflipsorjacknives.

I am not singling out any particular religion. I am not talking about the Mountain Meadows Massacre or plumbing its cause.

I don't believe it was caused by fanatics or fanaticism--it was caused by a desperateattempt of allied Mormons
and Indians to escape a kind of vice grip at the end of a 2 year war with a sizable proportion of what was then called the Federal Army. It was a loosely grouped aggregation of
local militias, not bound by any norm but the Genocide of Mormons and Indians. And if you really beleive that the massacre was the worst, the bloddiest, the first 911, the first terrorist act on American soil, I beg of you--do some
recent writing on the topic, study the conquest of Indian
tribes, go back to school.


The Genocide in California was in its tenth year, and there
were California Militias willing, waiting and wanting to rid
the land of Mormons and Indians alike.

Slavery not killing was the intent of raids, generally, of
Indians on women and children, including young boys.
The Mormons sincerely wanted an entirely bloodless war.
I don't know how many Prophet Killers went on a rampage
in Cedar City, a place where they had no permit to be for
their own safety.

Governor Boggs traveled for some distance with the Donner
Party, but broke from them to follow a wetter trail that
avoided Mormon settlements entirely. I helped my Grandfather
and Grandmother build the State Monument that marks the
Boggs Trail turnoff. He is buried across from
the Santa Rosa LDS Stake House--where wards come to together
for joint meetings. Converences, receptions, and
basketball games are held in Stakehouses.

The lurid desecrations carried on upon the grave by adolescents
are too many and unfortunate to be told here.
Short of digging him up and hanging his skeleton from a lamp post,
the Priests of Zion (ordained at twelve) have given the signer of the Extermination act of 1838, has
had his due. Candy and potato chip wrappers, brown bags
and pop cans, broken soda bottles, the keepers of the
place got used to.

But why was the Boggs grave so much greener than the graves about?
So may it be until the end of time.

Sorry, I just get carried away some times. How many
people have died over the eons by not listening to the
more experienced? So did the Donners and late seasoned Handcart
Companies die--so died the miscreants and innocents of the
Mountain Meadows die alike. Cedar
was a mouse trap ready yo snap--dry tinder waiting for
smallest spark. The war had driven the scouts capable
of preventing this horror were called away to the larger
war.

Too late they realized that they should have put men of
higher authotity to guide the harried, trauma ridden
people of Cedar City. That their own memories lay
like hot pokers in their minds, and the problems of the
rabble rousing media may have weakened their wills,
it may have been.




BAD WOLFIRE

So- The White wolf comes of trying to tune the piano too
perfectly, this creating a consitent and reliable dissonance.
So, What of Rose Tyler and The Doctor and other Time Lords who
rush about space and time while the outrageous Darlicks--one
eyed octopuses encased in cyberarmor, except for the Great
Darlick who intends to exterminate all life, possibly except
himself, who will then go on to reboot time, as he has done before.

Rose gets dumped on her mother's doordtep, without hardly a how do you do and Mum's quite upset about this. Rose just isn't an ordinary girl having kissed The Doctor, fire streaming between their eyes and ears--and Rose sees it, Life
the Universe and Everything that has, will, or might be.
The phrase BAD WOLF comes up quite often until ROSE gets it.
She is the Bad Wolf and must travel in the convenienty discised Phantom Toll Booth. She then realizes that she is the BAD WOLF and must get to the Doctor where he is madly struggling to fix or break something

Then comes another STUPENDOUS bad wolf kiss and she sees everywhere, when, what and who all over again and figures
out that all she needs to do is rearrange the letters in
BAD WOLF and life, the universe and everything will be saved.
So she does, the Exterminating Darlicks, even the Big Bad Darlick perish and Rose vanishhes in a flash of light,
at least temporarily

At least somebody noticed that queer sense of black humor
that consumes the British Consciousness, sometime. The assasination of Joseph Smith turned us all into Doctors
and Rose Tylers and we don't worry all the time about an eternity of diapers. You see, time is a very long time,
and we can space out our babies anyway we want--even
skipping an Millenia or two, and still have the same number
of rugrats, even if we don't know what they'll be like.

And if Brother Joseph had not been assasinated, we would all
know more about it.