I found the following interesting item over at the Washington Times:
Is a conspiracy afoot by an unnamed Republican presidential campaign to draw votes away from former Massachusetts governor and Mormon Mitt Romney?
That’s what one Inside the Beltway reader wants to know, saying that at 7:30 p.m. on the evening of Super Tuesday, two young men claiming to be Mormons knocked on the front door of her Northern Virginia home.
“Interestingly enough, the Virginia presidential primary is one week away,” she notes. “I’m not normally the suspicious type, but it dawned on me that those two young men were not Mormons, but supporters from another presidential campaign … trying to hurt Romney with this religious card.”
She points out that most people “find it irritating to be interrupted during the dinner hour, and I think most door-to-door salespeople know that. I’ve never known any religious door knockers to canvass neighborhoods at night. And besides, these guys were not good looking enough to be Mormons.”
Gotta love that last line. Still, they well could be LDS missionaries. I don’t know exactly where this woman lived other than “Northern Virginia” (which covers a bit of territory; I used to live in NoVa myself), so I don’t know which LDS mission would cover that area and what rules that particular mission might have about tracting at night.
Here are the big questions:
- Did they have short hair and were they clean shaven? (This may have been what the woman meant about the guys not being ‘good looking enough’.)
- Did they have the standard LDS missionary name tags?
- Were they carrying well-used and -marked up sets of LDS scriptures (Bible, Book of Mormon, D&C, Pearl of Great Price)?
- Were they toting backpacks/shoulder bags and wearing Doc Martens dress shoes?
That should be enough to identify them. 🙂 ..bruce..
P.S. OK, wearing Doc Martens isn’t strictly required, but it sure is common. And, boy, do I wish I had had Doc Martens during my two years in Central America back in 1972-74. If you think it’s hard finding size 13 dress shoes here in the States….
I go on exchanges with the Elders in suburban DC, which is a neighboring mission. We sometimes go tracting that late, bu try to avoid it all costs. But it’s not unheard of.
I didn’t have Doc Martens on my mission in Costa Rica either but I did get some boots resoled there w/ airplane tires. They were awesome!