Don’t worry, America, about Mormonism. There’s really no cause whatsoever to feel threatened by this culture. Rest assured that, just as is the case everywhere in America and, increasingly, the world, cultural differences are being absorbed, digested, and paved under asphalt and concrete and glass and neon colored kitch and rendered into a generically uniformly bland dead consumerist wasteland. Go ahead. Try and tell the difference between your town and mine. Go ahead. See? We’re not so very different after all, are we, you and I? Why, just like you, we too are numbing out and losing ourselves into a blissful forgetfulness that there ever was anything before the liquidation sale. The fix is in here too. Those nice folks doing the liquidation sale, aren’t they nice? They just keep getting better and better at it. Why, I laugh when I think I ever even considered saying no to them.
He said with bitter sarcasm.
I never thought I’d find myself becoming nostalgic for the racist, sexist, superstition ridden but sort of agrarian wholesomeness of Mormonism of my youth. At least it had a bit of albeit flawed character, an albeit often malevolent personality, and some sort of albeit rooted in the Dark Ages cultural identity. Hey. We had our share of flaws, but I tell you this. We weren’t bland. We weren’t all wandering around like a bunch of danged zoned out zombies. No wonder our mass culture is obsessed with zombies these days. To quote Mad Magazine of sometime in the 1960s, words to the effect, "Horror movies reflect the emotional climate of their times."
I do miss the sweetness of the earth there was back before the fix was entirely in. I miss the view of the infinite we had at night back when the Milky Way was still visible. That view of the infinite, of course, had no practical value and we were lucky to have gotten as good a price as we did for it.
Then again, what does it do to a culture that liquidates its view of the infinite?
Do you suppose we could have gotten a better price for that worthless bit of view of the infinite? Dang.