We met in college. We became best friends. I was her campaign manager when she ran for an office at BYU. We co-authored some books that were published by Deseret Book. We were room mates for a year. After we were room mates, she left on a mission. I saw her only once after that. She told me once that "friends are the stepping stones to heaven." I figured after awhile that our friendship had simply been an early stone on her own personal path.

She would only date guys until she determined whether or not they were "general authority material." I'm assuming she found one. Now she is a Mission President's wife, and I am an exmo. I imagine her singing, "thus on to eternal perfection, the honest and faithful will go, while those who reject this glad message, will never such happiness know!"

But you know what? I wouldn't change places with her for the world. I have four wonderful kids, all of whom have decided that they are better off--and more importantly, better people--without TSCC. And I am much more than a stepping stone to be walked on by someone who thinks so highly of herself that she would leave people in the dust.

Out of sick curiosity I wonder what criteria entitled young hot Mormon ladies at BYU use to determine if their male classmates are GA-material

mootman Wrote:
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> Out of sick curiosity I wonder what criteria
> entitled young hot Mormon ladies at BYU use to
> determine if their male classmates are GA-material


Probably slavish devotion to the church and a heaping pile of naked ambition, with a touch of sociopathy.

Probably also good looks, charisma, GA deep voice, etc. I mean, look at Boyd K. Packer. See what I mean.

My MP was not good looking by anyone's standards.

mootman Wrote:
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> Out of sick curiosity I wonder what criteria
> entitled young hot Mormon ladies at BYU use to
> determine if their male classmates are GA-material


Was the prospective sperm supplier AP on his mission? Is he Elders Quorum President after returning?

"Out of sick curiosity I wonder what criteria entitled young hot Mormon ladies at BYU use to determine if their male classmates are GA-material."

Follow the L-L-T Guideline; Lineage - Looks - Trust Fund Status.

Just remember this:

Our family friend was sent home early from his 1960s mission for BANGING the MP's wifey.

Hehe...

Breedum

Was the MP's wifey sent home, too? Or did she just close down that area of the mission?

Her vagina?

Exactly. ;-)

I was hoping to get a transfer. But I hear that place is a hole.

Well that must have been an awkward priesthood interview. Did he get caught, or did he or she confess?

i will get back to you on the details.
my ex-mo brother will let me know asap...

Several of DH's missionary companions went back to BYU to date and snag a GA's daughter or granddaughter. One did and the two barely tolerate each other.

DH got an apostle's great-granddaughter, but I've never traded on that. Where I grew up, everybody was descended from some GA or another. There were so many, thanks to polygamy.

Yes, that was pretty much it. She maintained that wealth was evidence that someone could "use their talents wisely." But she said she'd never marry a lawyer, because she couldn't stand the thought of being married to someone who was wrong 50% of the time.

what a terrible outlook on life. no wonder she ended up as an mp wife.

If anyone is wondering how the myth of LDS Inc is sustained, the formula used by this woman is the template.

One must wonder how much pain must be caused to this family should a child use critical thought and leave LDS Inc.

your formerly close friend sounds very close minded. She only dated guys if they were GA material. I guess a lot of guys at BYU tried to present themselves that way. But later after meeting them you see the façade.

How would one notice a facade at BYU? The entire CULT, BYU included is a facade.
Is this like the old saying A DREAM WITHIN A DREAM?
A facade Within a facade... I'm stumped as how one would tell.
Everything in Wonderland was equally wondrous and also not real. But more true than the CULT on its best day.

Funny, a former boyfriend of mine is a new MP. It could be the same guy! One way of knowing a guy is GA material, is that he will TELL you, and brag about it, over, and over. He will be too good for your friends, who laugh too loud, and too good for you, if you occasionally skip class to go skiing. He was a returned missionary, handsome, too good for BYU, and was on his way to Harvard. Ambitious. His father was a stake president, his uncle a mission president, and he came from a family with a lot of money.

This young man and I were just "friends" (but I didn't like him that much) and in student government together at BYU. (It has to be the same person!) He told me and my roommate, outright, that he was going to marry the richest girl he could find--and he did. She was one of the wealthiest girls on campus, and not at all pretty.

Arrogant + extrovert + ambitious + wealthy + family connections + Harvard + rich wife with connections = GA material.

I think my former friends husband was a CEO at both WordPerfect and Nuskin, but now he works for BYU. Would that qualify him as GA material?

The Nuskin guy would definitely be GA material, if he has a Harvard MBA.

I had a GMAT score about 200 points over the average at Harvard. Harvard is over-rated. But on every other measure, surely I was never GA material.



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A friend of mine got a Master's degree in counseling. And I'll never forget something that she told me -- "Everyone has holes in his or her socks." Meaning that everyone has secret sorrows or difficulties that may be very well hidden.

No life is perfect. The rain falls on the just and the unjust.

Socks.....That reminds me!!! (it's your own fault.)

In 1968, in the Lakeview Ward, a ward function was held. It was during the week, in the gym, and we were all in church casual clothing. The bishop showed up, wearing an elegant three-piece suit.

A new game was announced. A player would be blind-folded and a thick rope laid in a complicated pattern on the floor. The player had to take off his/her shoes and try to follow the rope, using socked feet, and was timed doing it. A prize was announced for the one doing it the fastest. So naturally all the YM & YW were eager to play.

After the second player, as all the kids were yelling to be next, the organizer said that the bishop should be given a chance. The Bishop and the organizer went into this big production; the bishop saying no and the organizer insisting. The bishop's wife appeared to be going into a panic about it, siding with her husband.

Finally the organizer yelled, "Hold him!" to two accomplices and the bishops shoes were yanked off and his wife screamed! Everyone was looking, and there was the bishop, in these tattered socks, with his toes sticking out of all these different holes!

No one said a word, but you could hear all the gasps, as the bishop appeared to be making an effort to hide his feet.

But then the five conspirators all busted up laughing and the bishop's wife pulled a nice pair of socks out of a pocket, and as the bishop was changing his socks, the game organizer told us that he hoped we'd all learned a lesson. Apparently it was a lot clearer to the others than it was to me.

Have to be anon Wrote:
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> I imagine her singing, "thus on to eternal
> perfection, the honest and faithful will go, while
> those who reject this glad message, will never
> such happiness know!"

Wow, I had forgotten that line. Yep, we used to sing it all the
time. Very Culty.

curious it the original poster's friend had the initials

B M ?

just a yes or no will do

Initials not B M

And there you have it: we are all entitled to take our own path in life. It's our life, our choice.
We decide what works for us, and change our mind if needed.
We can do that. We have the freedom to make changes. And with those changes go the consequences attached to them.
No judgement; an acceptance of our rights to our choices.