I’ll say what a Mormon can’t. John Dehlin is complete trash. There is something obscene about making a career out of people at the exact moment their faith is breaking. Dehlin didn’t stumble onto the spiritual crises of mormons. He built a machine on top of them, turned the worst night of someone’s interior life into an episode, a download, a recurring donation. And a man whose audience grows every time someone walks away is not a neutral physician at the bedside. He has a stake in the disease. Follow the money, a steady harvest of the wounded, dressed up as liberation.
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