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| Susan’s Rant – Week
of February 1st Believe It Or Not I grew up in a house divided between an ex-Mormon Greek/Native American father and a devout Presbyterian off-the boat Korean mother. My family was very ‘Heinz 57,’ a little bit of everything. My father told me the horrible stories of having to go to his cult/church meetings four times a week when he was growing up. At age 18, he left the Mormon Church to join another cult called the U.S. Army. In the early 1900’s, the Christian mercenaries/missionaries went to Korea with a better marketing plan of converting the locals than those Amway sales reps. My mother accepted Jesus Christ as her lord and savior in middle school. She really took it seriously, and did not have sex until she was married. At least, that is what she told my father. When I was child, my mother told me that I need to be a better Christian. ‘Susan, good Christians are nice to everyone, even if you know they are going to burn in hell, like the 'gays and Jews.' My Republican mother said. My father, on the other hand, left his religion when he joined the Army and served in Vietnam. He always berated my mother for going to church on Sunday and having her church group over to our house. However, I could always count on my father to have a positive outlook.‘Kid, I don’t believe in all that religion crap. I was forced to go to church for 18 years and grew to hate it. But, if your mother wants to invite her church group with good-looking Oriental girls to the house, then your old man can be born-again.’ My father said. On any Sunday growing up, in the kitchen my mother would be singing songs (in Korean) with her church group while my father was in the living room watching re-runs of ‘M*A*S*H’. What I learned from my childhood about religion is that I love old TV programs and hanging out with all different types of people, even if some will burn in hell.Click here to see an archive of Susan's previous Rants.
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