[…] less censored European films, works of Bergman, Fellini and Renoir, among others, create a small art house market. They knew, of course, that the sex, violence, and subversion of those films could be translated […]
[…] we as members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter day Saints do not have the market cornered on dogmatism or close-mindedness. Just as there can be dogmatic Mormons, there can be dogmatic […]
<i>Dialogue 36.3 (Fall 2003): 159–175</i><br>In this paper I will explore official and unofficial messages that theLDS church has sent to girls and women about childbearing during the twentieth century and the effect those messages […]
[…] and His Son, Jesus Christ” (p. 10). He notes that the Book of Mormon “has a distinctly American character. . . .It is a story that people of the Jacksonian era could easily relate […]
[…] ahead of me with you not eatin’ much.” “Who don’t like sourdough? And he’s fifteen. Been around stock his whole life.” “Their stock is dairy cows. Not beef cattle.” They rocked side by side. […]
[…] instant, a mere second of profound and ultimate realization. He would plunge his bomb-laden aircraft into an American ship off Okinawa, and they would all die together. His friends his enemies, his enemies his […]
[…] validity of its ethical (as well as historical) perspectives. Therefore the Book of Mormon’s explanation of Native American skin color as being the result of sin, the stereotypical description of Lamanites as being in […]
[…] consciousness. It is not hard. Hovering in her mind is her new father’s disappointed expression from the market, his pale face eclipsing the past. Mary reaches toward the heavens with her right hand, wanting […]
If we simply open our eyes and look about us, it would seem that Amos got it wrong. In societies insulated by affluence, where life runs in routine and moves by diversion, it is […]
[…] feet. Ready to leave. I started collecting our trash. She said, “What proofed you,/your debut? The button/the stock you married./Welt? Peach? Ash?” I recognized the words. They opened the poem Jennifer wrote about our […]