Wednesday, April 28, 2010
The Church of Deseret Book of Latter-day Saints
Sofie and I went to pick up a few new sets of garments from the church distribution center this morning only to find that it is heavily guarded by a giant commercial monster that feeds on reverence.
The previous location was a small, cute building that cuddled alongside the temple. Approaching this building was pleasant, and the douglas fir trees swayed in the breeze while carefully framing the temple, all the while reminding you why you came to the distribution center.
Now you arrive in a concrete strip mall, walk through the doors of Deseret Book, past the isles of memoirs written by Karl Rove and Glenn Beck, and through glass doors into the new distribution center (wing). Even worse - the receipt is printed from the Deseret Book point-of-sale machines, and they place your garments of the holy priesthood in a Deseret Book printed bag, all the while reminding you why you came to the distribution center.
If I understand the scriptures correctly, this is why Christ overthrew the money changers at the temple. Tell me if I'm wrong.
** UPDATE **
I just discovered that Deseret Book is owned by the Deseret Management Company, whose board of directors is the Church First Presidency, three members of the Quorum of the Twelve, and the Presiding Bishopric.
In the end, my beef is this: I don't want to buy my garments from the same store that sells Sean Hannity's "Conservative Victory", or Karl Roves "My Life as a Conservative in the Fight." Is that too wrong of me?
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2 comments:
I concur.
Feels weird every time I go in there... uggh.
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