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As I’m sure everyone already knows, Glenn Beck is finishing out the year on Fox News and then signing off to, uh. I think fight sharks with a ray gun, side by side with Jesus.

I have several issues with Beck, one of which is that he’s a minor cog in the Conservative Propaganda Machine that pollutes the feeble minded and paranoid among us. Like the rest of the cogs he fills the air with the thick incense of government take overs, minority/race paranoia and woman hating. Everyone is coming to take your guns and money, nobody loves America but YOU, and a woman who speaks her mind (or stands up for herself) is a bitch.

He seems to have an undeserved sense of accomplishment. He’s a dangerous guy, because he knows he’s lying but the people who believe him don’t seem to notice it – even though it’s obvious. He seems to pull these conspiracy theories out of thin air, most of the ones I’ve heard don’t make any sense. Then again, I don’t think the government is rifling through my trash to make sure I’m feeding my dog Big Brother-approved dog treats.

In his defense, though, he doesn’t seem crazy. Not even a little bit. If he believed this stuff, that would be a whole other story but he seems like he gets it. It’s the Wingnut Gallery that seem to eat it up without ever thinking about it. Notice the operative part of that sentence? Without ever thinking about it. So no, Beck isn’t crazy – he’s what every other right wing nutjob is: A lying crybaby.

At any rate, this blog post actually isn’t about Glenn Beck, it’s about Jon Stewart and the awesome video below in which he impersonates Beck in an attempt to explain why he’s leaving the network – at least for the time being:

To be honest I have no desire to see Beck back on screen, but no real desire to keep him off so long as I don’t have to watch him, listen to him, etc. As it stands now I tend to ignore him when he’s brought up by the local Mormon population – and they do, every chance they get, because they freak out like Twilight fans whenever someone seen as a member of the LDS church gains fame.

Whatever happens, I wish him well in his career. But if he knocks on my door with a Book of Mormon, I’m turning the lights off.

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I know that sounds a bit too gleeful, and I suppose it is in some ways. We’ve had live in LDS Missionaries on and off (usually on) for something like four or more months and if I were to be entirely honest? I was counting the days until they moved out.

For those of you who don’t know, and Thor knows if you know me you already know this because I have a big mouth, the Missionaries were staying with us to avoid living in their tiny apartment while they waited for our Carriage House to Apartment project to be completed. From what I understand Mom and her Hubbs had gotten permission from either the stake or the mission leaders to do this and they sunk more than a few thousand into the project, then were told at the last minute that it was decided that the missionaries would stay elsewhere. That sucks an all-beef or two as it is, but then some big wicked fight broke out between the local branch of the LDS church and Mom/Hubbs, and the Missionaries are in the middle of it. And everyone is throwing their hands up as if they don’t know how it happened. Retarded.

I’ve said for years that I like Mormons. I don’t have any problem with them, their religion, etc. and I think by and large they’re good people. No more. I’m done with Mormons. I don’t want to talk to them, no new Missionaries, no fellowshipping. Fuck no. I don’t even want them in my house and if they so much as drive down my street I’ll feel the urge to kill, lol.

They’ve put us through so much from day one, and from day one Yvonne and I always had their back. People would tell us here that they learned in church that Latter Day Saints are a cult, and we’d try to educate them about it using what little we know. My mom would yell at them about religion and we’d say, “Calm down, for shit’s sake it’s not that big a deal.” — of course, she never did calm down. But when someone would say something nasty or untrue about Mormons in general, we would always set them straight and now I feel so stupid for that. Because of the many times they’ve ruined a little of my life, from spreading dangerous rumors to pushing my sister and I around and treating us like garbage. All of this done without any provocation.

I provoke the hell out of people now, it’s fun for me. But when I was expected to go to church and be a good little Mormon I didn’t even swear. There was a time, a mythical time, long ago and far away when I was a very good Christian, even if I didn’t believe or agree with it. Maybe they made my life hell because my mother is who she is, I don’t know, lol.

But it’s over, thank the thundering Gods, and I don’t have to deal with it anymore. But our Missionaries came to their last dinner with us last night, and it was nice to see them even after all that bull shit. I’m going to miss them both, I wish them well in their new areas and hope for the best with their new companions.

Originally published at Neon Angel. Please leave any comments there.