I notice you left out the depredations of the mormons who went out on the reservation and cheated the Navajos of their artifacts, (didn't a mormon guy just committ suicide after being arrested for this up around Blanding? I can provide a source HERE, the very valuable ancient weavings, and the ancient turquoise jewelry. Does the name Hatch ring a bell? The Hatches got rich off spoils from the Navajos. Burnhams, Foutzes, Ashcroft, McGee and Dustin. All familiar names to any resident of the Four Corners. All mormon traders on the rez.
You rant on about Catholics and Lutherans building churches..."One of the heaviest concentrations of LDS Indian artists in the Southwest is in the Hopi villages of First Mesa. Their LDS roots begin with the seven missionary expeditions of Jacob Hamblin to the Hopi from the 1850s through the 1870s.
"The primary purpose of Tuba City, the first successful Latter-day Saint colony in the Southwest, was to carry the gospel to the Hopi and the Navajo.
From the mormon magazine Ensign
How telling that in this comment by you, "This is a pedophile’s paradise. Isolated with scores of curious and innocent and naïve young boys.
you leave off "little girls"..the molestation of which is the subject of this very thread.
The Farmington area you describe is laughable...it is a modern area of around 75,000 with a diversified culture, and a petroleum industry that employs many, hardly the Tony Hillerman nightmare you seem to be having.
***The Farmington area you describe is laughable***
I miss living in Farmington! Fishing in the Animas river, rock climbing and 4-wheeling up Choke Cherry Canyon, fishing and boating on Navajo Resevoir, trips to Durango and the mountains, hunting, shooting at the San Juan Wildlife Federation shooting range, general exploration of the thousands of canyons north and east of Farmington, movies at the Allen and Totah theaters. I was NEVER bored there!
Ok, I did spend a little time at THE COPPER PENNY and DIZZYLAND. the rest was great!
The only bad thing I remember about Farmington was in 1975 a neighbor shot his wife, kids, and himself just a few doors from where I used to live.
I still consider the Farmington area my home even though I was born in springer NM and now live in the hotter than hell Ozarks where you have to cary a .45 to keep the ticks and chiggers from carrying you off. Even the mosquitos here have ticks!