My guess - a rabbit with a mormans hat stpled to its head.
morman = mormon named norman
and , of course, there’s that little misspelling of staple too.
This past summer I was traveling on my bike and stopped at a little roadside park along the Mississippi River in Missouri. This park designates where the “Miracle of the Quails” took place.
Those Mormons are some interesting folks. And some damn tough folks as well to have been chased across that river in the dead of winter and lived.
Why yes, yes it is.
As it was explained to me, a jack-Mormon is a Mormon who believes in everything the church teaches, but doesn’t do a whole lot of practicing. The jack-Mormon I met was a woman who had been involved with a married man for 5 years, smoked, drank, drank coffee, and just generally gratifed herself at will, all the time internally kicking herself in the head for being so weak and sinful.
Periodically she would clean up her act, stop doing all the things the church told her not to, attend services, participate in the community, etc. Then I guess she would get horny or tired again and need some lovin’ or some caffeine, and away she’d go…
Helluva way to live your life.
For a person who is essentially an atheist, and actually pretty hostile to religion as a whole, I have gathered an unusual amount of information about LDS. I got involved with a young (very young…very, very, very young…ahem.) LDS kid about 13 years ago. He was so incredibly messed up, it was both scary and heartbreaking. He was a frighteningly intelligent boy, and it was painfully obvious what a horrible struggle he was having between his razor-sharp reasoning and his indoctrination, not to mention his overwhelming libido.
He was the one who introduced me to the intricacies of mormon theology, and I’ve been kinda hooked on it ever since, so I am always drawn to talking with Mormons about their beliefs.
Maybe he’s only spending a year dead for tax reasons. 
Nah, he’s just lying low so Liz’s Columbian hit squads won’t find him.
Imagine my surprise at seeing several of them clustered under a LaRouche in 2004 banner in the Bourke Street mall here in Melbourne several weeks ago. That’s Melbourne, Australia not Melbourne, Florida…
Thanks for the best laugh I have had all weekend!
Every couple of years I happen upon one-usually at the Post Office. The seem to have the same zeal as fundie preachers, just pimping a different saviour.
Tactics are similar-ignore the fellow. Once, the guy lightly grabbed my arm as I passed, hoping to convert me on the spot, I suppose.
Invading my personal space is not a good thing to do. A brief exchange followed, and he withdrew, not wishing to see if I would really break his fucking arm and shove the card table up his ass.
Now that is funny! And it’s got me imagining what a jackepope would look like.
LaRouche’s a cult-like figure among many young college students. You won’t hear him reported much, but I see a lot of his followers out there. He should be smart, start his own religion, and retire rich instead of pursuing politics.
“Long-Wave Vernadsky Cycles”? “Geobiochemistry”? “Our Planet’s Noëtic Regions”? This guy has enough material to make a college major out of himself. If you can get a degree in Ecofeminism, you oughta be able to get a degree in LaRouche-ism… and I bet there’ll be lots of sucker college students to sign up for it and fork $130,000 for 4 years of school.
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Great signature, Xploder. This is one of my favorite quotes of all time.
You may be interested to know that you are misquoting it, though, (in fact, it is part of a much larger passage) and that his middle name is Stuart.
The relevant excerpt is properly quoted as:
Source:
http://www.bartleby.com/73/1934.html
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Where have you been the last coupla decades? LaRouche is always running for President. Methinks he gets his rocks off seeing his name on the ballot next to the future President of the United States.
I wonder how much it would cost to get a name of the ballot? I’d be willing to throw in a buck or two and sign a petition to get Uncle Cece’s name on the 04 ballot next to LaRouche, W and (Dean/Kerry/Lieberman/et al).
I’m reading over his site; it’s like a pit rant. Some fun quotes:
John Ashcroft: “His thinking is in the tradition of Nazi law. We don’t need Nazis in the United States!”
New Gingrich: “We had Newt Gangrene”
"Privatization of Government services: “Privatization is a modern term for what used to be called castration.”
Dick Cheny (repeatedly refers to him as “Beastman Cheny”): “What Cheny represents is the same kind of threat that Adolf Hitler represented in 1933-34 and beyond. If we don’t stop it now, we’ll find out what happened in Germany, as our own experience, now”
Hey wait a second. These sound like Stoid quotes!
LifeonWry, that story made my day, especially the comment the old woman made the week before she died. Put a smile on my face, I would have paid to have seen her chase that woman down.
Sanscour
LaRouche is 80. I’m going to be very sad when he passes away because then his wacko followers will have to find something else to do with their time and it will probably be something more annoying.