A Tablespoon to Dig a Grave

Tommy's just going to have to tell his story to one less listener. When he arrived at the point of his pointless story where he begins to read "[A]ll she had was a tablespoon to dig a grave for her baby in the cold, frozen ground..." from the teleprompter, I have to tune out. If I were in the Great and Spacious Building listening live, I'd have walked out, and made a big deal of it.

Why are General Conference talks so persistently awful?


*This entry was intended to be published on April , 2009.