The new policies include a measure to annotate trans members’ records, grouping them with members who have committed sexual violence or child abuse.
The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, known widely as the Mormon church, issued a slew of new policies this week expanding its restrictions on transgender members.
The policies, released Monday, include rules barring trans people from working with children, becoming priests and serving as teachers. The church also expanded on an existing rule that barred trans people from being baptized.
Trans members will also face possible annotation on their membership records, grouping them with churchgoers who have committed incest, sexual predatory behavior, sexual violence against children and embezzlement of church funds.
There’s an easier way to not deal with it.
Remember, they need you to believe in a god that is all powerful, all knowing and doesn’t give enough of a shit to not make fuckups like this.
(That. Or maybe it’s all bullshit and their asshole god is made in their image.)
I’m not a believer at all in such superstitions. Technically, I don’t care what happens after I die. But I don’t want any religion to falsely claim me.
As an ex-mormon, I feel I should point out that they don’t believe they’re claiming the dead whom they’re baptizing. They’re providing an opportunity for the dead person to choose and accept the baptism.
That said, f#*# organized religion. The Mormon church especially.
I’ve harped on it at length elsewhere, but even within the illogical realm of theology, baptism for the dead is just childishly literal and stupid, and I can’t for the life of me figure out why they cling to it.
Sorry, but you have a diminished ability to counter the lies people tell about you when you’re dead.
The best we could do is try to create a society, before we die, which refrains from lying. I’m not sure that’s easy, considering that many humans rely on ideology to create a sense of purpose, and all ideology strains away from the truth at some point.
you have a diminished ability to counter the lies people tell about you when you’re dead.
Fortunately I have this genius plan to be an absolute nobody in the history of the world. It’s my greatest defense against posthumous fuckery. But if putting me in a dress will help, I don’t care.
