The Jack Mormons I have met were an unhappy bunch. I didn’t think of them as Mormons, but as people who really disliked Mormons. Much of the time they had a cigarette in their fingers and a cola soft drink or coffee in their hand.
Kind of an “I want to be an anti-Mormon” countenance, yet a sense of failure because they couldn’t think of any more rules to break.
Several of the girls had suicide attempt scars on their wrists.
Noteworthy that several of them mentioned their family became Mormon in the first place in hopes of getting free stuff. Religious welfare and food stamps.
Juxtaposed with real Mormon kids, Jacks just came across as “sad”.
Excellent post. Always happy to see the welcoming and forgiving attitude of mormons in black and white.
Now, the Christian churches I have attended would have been welcoming to these "sad" folks with an entirely different viewpoint. For instance, welcoming them to our church's food pantry, offering financial help if needed...and for those "girls who had suicide attempt scars on their wrists" a warm welcome would be forthcoming by our youth leader and the young people to those who had been in such despair.
"Juxtaposed with real Mormon kids, Jacks just came across as “sad”. Your post is self-explanatory.
My father smoked and drank, as did many of his peers, considered himself LDS and never wanted any FREE Stuff.