Good news for yours truly.

[Commie Pinko Dirtbag]

http://www.sltrib.com/sltrib/home/51121821-76/brazil-missionaries-lds-visa.html.csp

Hundreds of Mormon missionaries assigned to serve in Brazil increasingly find themselves preaching not in Rio de Janeiro, São Paulo or Fortaleza, but instead in Philadelphia, Pocatello, Idaho, or even Provo. (...)

The reason? Visa snags. And who can Mormon missionaries and their parents blame for the delays? The U.S. State Department and its counterpart in Brazil.

This is no small headache for the LDS Church. Brazil boasts more than a million members, the world’s third-largest Mormon population, after the United States and Mexico. It has 27 missions, more than any country outside the U.S. About 10 percent of the faith’s 52,000 missionaries are called to Brazil. Any disruption in the flow of full-time missionaries could slow the number of converts and hamper the stability of LDS congregations there.

Waiting for weeks or months for visas takes an emotional toll on individual missionaries. (more at link)

And, once again, I see fit to retell a personal story: http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=364x2119025#2119602 -- that happened in 2003 or so.

Let me tell you of when a pair of Mormon "missionaries" came to MY door.

They started with the standard stuff about how wonderful this religion is and what a difference it made in their lives, blah, blah... standard proselytizing stuff. Then went on to talk about the "Indians = Jews" thing, which I thought amusing, but shrugged it off. Just some different mythology.

Then they went on to explain the "Mark of Cain" thing. Yep. Black people are that way because God's curse on Cain was making him black.

That bit was supposed to have been excised from Mormon canon -- but, if they suspect a favorable reception to it, they WILL use it.

The LDS can kiss my fat pasty-white liberal atheist butt.

(The thing is, I am very Nordic-looking for Brazilian standards. Quite white, blue-eyed, tall, fat, with a foreign accent. I've lost count of people who approached me hoping for friendly validation of their racism, certainly based on my looks.)

[DainBramaged]

1. Proud to be the first K&R

[Kali]

2. I get a kick out of their "accounting" methods

numbers of converts are about as mythological as everything else:rofl:

still, silly as the magic underwear and all of it is, I don't see that much difference between LDS and any other cult/religion.

[Hydra]

5. That's because it's basically modelled after my old religion

They took christianity's business model and put it on steroids.

I especially like their idea that we'll spend eternity with our families...that ain't my idea of heaven :evilgrin:

[deaniac21]

3. Breathtaking story.

[Commie Pinko Dirtbag]

7. To my unending regret, the Cain=blacks thing shocked me so much I was unable to make a witty retort.

I just took the copy of the Book of Mormon they offered and said bye.

[hootinholler]

4. I always invite them in for group sex

I've never had them take me up on it.

:shrug:

Maybe it's my pasty white fat ass.

-Hoot

[pscot]

6. I've known a lot of Mormons

who were really decent people. They believe in organized morality. Like all religions, they can also be rigid and self-righteous. And I'll never forgive tehm for for that hugh Hippocrit, Orren Hatch.

[WiffenPoof]

8. Once, When About To Be Visited...

by Mormon missionaries (I saw them coming up the street), I decided to conduct an experiment.

Prior to their arriving, I took an eye-liner pencil and wrote "666" high on my forehead. I let my hair cover the numbers as I answered the door. As we were talking, I would casually brush back my hair to expose the "666." We carried on a conversation for less than 5 minutes. I never saw them again.

-PLA

[jwirr]

9. As a white person living on an Indian reservation it was fun. They would

show up at a Native American home and the people their would send them to talk to me - they all knew I know enough of the Bible to be able to bs with them. After wasting most of their time on the res. I would then send them to a house where it was almost guaranteed that the old man would be very drunk and he too would bs them. Our two houses were just about the only ones they had time for. Sometimes the kids in the neighborhood would drop in just to listen and help cause trouble when they could.

So when I read you post I had to LOL.

[XanaDUer]

10. Before my (Roman Catholic) mother died, she's heard about the

Baptism of the Dead (my mother was a hoot). I was supposed to write the Elder Mormon Dude in Charge of the CofJCLDS and inform him that he was NOT allowed to baptize my mother as a Mormon posthumously.

I didn't do it, but it was hilarious. I told my mom not to worry - there were so many billions of humans before her in the baptismal line, it would be kingdom come before they got to her.

XD

EDIT - typo