Suplise!!

My friends and family will be gratified to know that I am continuing the proud tradition that my father and I maintain of saying wildly culturally inappropriate things in public places (see, i.e., the "Suplise!" episode and "Heil Hitler!" If anyone is unaware of what I'm referring to, email me and I'll clue you in. They're doozies.)

Last night Jason and I were having dinner in a restaurant in Cedar City, Utah, which, as I mentioned in my previous post, is heavy-duty fundamentalist Mormon country. We were sitting in a booth and I was talking about my disdain for fundamentalist Mormons, particularly my opinion that their practices of forcing 12 and 13 year old girls to marry/live with/sleep with/obey men chosen by their fathers or town elders is nothing more than modern day slavery and organized statutory rape. I also made the comment that Utah is beautiful, but full of religious wackos. The whole time I was talking, Jason was making signs for me to shush and giving me "keep it down" faces. I blew him off with, "fuck it, it's a free country, I can say whatever I want."

Half an hour later, a man got out of the booth behind us and as he passed us, turned and gave me an incredibly mean, angry look. He glared at me for a couple of seconds and then left the restaurant. Turns out he was sitting in the booth behind us, reading The Book of Mormon. That's why Jason kept giving me the "ixnay on the ormon-may" signs. Oops.