Racist Mormon Phone Sex – Mormon Morality in Private and Public
Last night I rebuked this Mormon for disrespecting me from day one that I met him, obviously trying to take advantage of me, thinking I was a push-over, and told him off, and too my amazement, rather than being mature, instead looked for something about me to point out that was wrong about me, and was it something that provoked him to be disrespectful? No. It was, “You know what your problem is? You don’t have a job.” And this coming from someone who doesn’t know me, doesn’t care to know me, already knew a little of my story and as I said earlier tried to use it to get money out of me, and who lied about having a job (something I could tell after a while). He also lied about his “grandma” dying to get me to shut up and to use it to make me feel guilty (it was actually a Mormon girl he was hitting on whose grandmother died, who he played a long loudish-sex game with over the phone a very few minutes after trying to win the argument with me, and she participated like a professional).
Then, this morning, I hear him say to her, “…story about why there are no black people in the church?… F___ all those other stories. … That’s why I love the Mormon church: there re no black people anywhere.” And I didn’t hear the girl respond. I did hear him getting exasperating with her though when she asked him what he said, and he responded immediately with, “Nothiiing!” And complaining about how far away she lived. He then thought he was mad at her when he asked if she wanted picture of him, and she declined bluntly. And he kept trying hard to get her to come over, and she suggested they “drink”, to which he replied, “I don’t want to, I just want to chill in bed all day. … and watch, ‘Saving Emo’.” But early in the morning during their sex game he made it clear that he wanted to have sex with her, and I won’t get into the details about that for obvious reasons.
And by the way: he already has a very good hint that I write about him, and he knows about this journal, but doesn’t care.
It’s odd that he said there are no blacks in his church anywhere, let alone emphatically, because the first two missionaries I met recently in the area were both black, one was half black however, and there was a beautiful black woman in their “stake” (an appropriate name for their churches) as that is the feeling I get from Mormonism, which is a religion that involves repeatedly crucifying Christ, till he comes back, and no doubt some Mormons think he will suffer again for whoever sins. One of the most attractive women I’ve ever seen, at least at about 20 years of age, was a black woman. She was super cute with a flawless face. Whenever I think of her smile it easily cuts my depression in half. And there was a little girl, about 8 (in the year 2001 I think, in a mall in Springfield, Virginia), who I think was Ethiopian, not sure, who had brown hair, who was also super beautiful and cute, who accidentally kissed my cheek, when being playful with me, and it was one of the softest things I’ve ever felt, so soft it instantly got me to tell her her soft her lips felt. with amazement.
But back to the rebellious “Jack Mormon” he called himself when I first met him: what just a hypocrite. He tells me I have no job as some excuse to trample over me and rob me repeatedly, yet lied about having a job himself and even saying that he quit this imaginary job, feigned helping me to wash the dishes if I merely asked him to he said, yet has me clean up after him and his friends whenever they come over, and who ate like a racoon using my expensive sugar last night, without my permission, and for the second time lied to me about buying food that he took from me (how in the world am I going to forget what I buy?) and yet he kept insisting with this lie of having bought the food he attempted to take. This is someone who also implied he’d shoot anyone who took his things. And speaking of Mormons, something I want to note in the article before the last one I wrote in which I mentioned Mormons: the head of the stake I had been at in which that genealogist had mentioned Wycliffe – he said to the men, in front of me, in one of their “studies”: “We always seem to be dropping the ball.” CLEARLY.
I also want to mention something else, some good things: Amazon and Newegg are really good with refunds when there is a problem, though Amazon bests Newegg when it comes to refunds for misdescribed or defective items, though Newegg has refused two refund a bad soundcard they sent me, made by Azuzentech, and Azuzentech has not been good in their responses to me about getting a refund for it. It was a $179 card.
And before arguing with Jack Mormon, when at a certain place, got to see a very beautiful teen girl again, who is mostly polite to me, and even sat next to me, but I don’t think she did do on purpose, but didn’t notice me right way, and when she did, didn’t want to be rude and sit somewhere else. I sh she liked me. I saw her writing some long letter after wards about some secrets she keeps, which she put into a box of secrets. I’d explain what I’m talking about in more detail, but for certain reasons I won’t for now. I hope she and her family makes it to Heaven, especially since I can see she’s had a hard time in life.