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MAY 20, 2010 2:01PM

Saturday's Warrior

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When I was about 13, a church play came out that was really popular called Saturdays Warrior.  So called because we generations in these "latter days" are the chosen ones.  The most elite and strongest spirits saved for these latter days when only the strongest can survive this evil world.  I loved the play and can still sing for you every song word for word. 

In the story we meet the Flanders children in the pre-existence and witness them promising to always stick together as a family and to make sure that each of them down to the youngest gets born to this family.  Mom and Dad are already on earth, temple married and sealed to each other.  There is a touching scene where Jimmy, the oldest brother, promises Emily, the last set to be born, that he will make sure she is born to their family. After all Emily did just say that she loved Jimmy so much that she would die for him (in song, of course).  Brave words for the pre-existence where death, being a mortal thing, is not really known. Thus setting the stage for the "earthly" drama about to unfold. 

Fast-forward to earth and all but the last child has made it through to be part of the Flanders family currently numbering seven.  Jimmy and Pam are twins born first to the Flanders and, as twins, share a close bond.  Pam has health issues though that has her wheel chair bound.  Jimmy and Pam are about 17, and Jimmy, who is a healthy 17-year-old male, is out there listening to his bad influence friends who try to pull him away from his family.  Singing a really lame song called Summer of Fair Weather and spouting such things as "there is no sin, you must be free" and ideas of "zero population" aimed at making him feel guilty for his large family sucking up precious earth resources.

Mrs. Flanders is pregnant with the eighth child.  A girl to be named Emily, if she can make it to birth.  The problem comes when Jimmy takes off with his friends to try and "find himself".   Being disobedient comes with a cost and while he is out partying with his friends, his sister Pam becomes very sick and dies and pregnant mom has problems with the pregnancy almost miscarrying the baby.  Which brings us to yet another touching scene of late sister Pam now in heaven with yet to be born Emily yelling at earth bound Jimmy to "try and remember his promise" to Emily and go back to his family (and the church, the real but unstated issue here) and be the obedient child so that Emily can be born to the Flanders family "not to another one" as adorable Emily says in her emotion choked voice.  So do you see what happens when people "fall away" from the church?  Death and miscarriage and confusion and heartache. 

Of course Jimmy does return to the family in time to save the pregnancy and little Emily joins the family.  Phew!  That was close!  Of course, this is just a synopsis of the whole play and you really need to see the whole thing to really get all the little twists and turns of the screws that will secure your indoctrination of the "gospel" according to Joseph Smith. 

There are other side stories too, like the two "Elders" or missionaries that can find no one to baptize.  One missionary was the boyfriend of Julie, one of Jimmy's sisters.  She promises to wait for him for the two years he is on his mission no matter what, "through thick and thin and rain and snow and ice."  Proclaiming "If they should torture me with ants, I will still be true!" among other things.  Of course before long she's sending (singing) him a Dear John letter. 

As it turns out the missionaries find one man in the park one day, Todd Richards, who has been sitting there drawing pictures of the "man he wants to be".  "A man with courage on his brow, who's licked his doubts and fears somehow, a warrior of true nobility", etc., etc.... instead of just a wandering kid, “a cipher on the wall, not even brave at all”.  So with their mission coming to a close, these two bumbling (but loveable) missionaries get one baptism. 

Back at home, a young wife waits...  Oh wait, wrong story, sorry.

Back at home, Julie is having these "feelings" that she should go to the airport to meet the returning missionaries and while she doesn't understand these feelings, she goes.  The new convert, Todd, gets off the plane with the missionaries (a highly unusual event) and as soon Todd and Julie lay eyes on each other it's all over but the song.  The wedding march to be exact, or rather in this case, the temple vows and sealing together as man and wife for eternity.  Not just till death do we part.  You see in the first "pre-existence" scenes we also saw these two as a couple pledging their eternal love and promising to find each other on earth.  As my momma used to always say, all's well that end's well. 

So here are your "gospel" lessons for the day.  We chose our families and friends and lovers in heaven, or pre-existence to be more precise, before we were born to this earth.  BUT these choices were NOT written in stone.  If you screw up on earth and go all mortal (read fallible) on your family and the church then you will just mess up everything!  Everything that goes wrong from that point on will be your exclusive fault.  Your "sins" will rain down on everyone's parade!  But no pressure here, okay? 

Looking back on this now, the "indoctrination" and subtle brainwashing becomes so very clear as to make me nauseous.  Even so it really makes me sad to tear down this beloved play.  It’s painful to open my eyes to the blinding truth here.  I still love the songs, silly though some of them are.  Recognizing the play for what it is now though feels like just another betrayal of trust, though I'm sure good intentions were involved in the writing and making of it. 

Oh and by the way, should you see the remakes of it?  Trust me, they in NO WAY are near as good as the original California production of the play.  The remakes are remarkable lame in fact.  So please don’t judge my 13 year old tastes too harshly. 

 

 

 

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I have these same battling emotions you so wonderfully expressed in this piece.
I still love so many gospel songs but now I feel strange singing them. Now that it isn't all goodness and morality. Now that I see religion as it is. It breaks my heart. I miss what I thought was going to happen after I died. I have some things to work out, methinks...

I really, really enjoyed this, pts.
Thanks Amanda! I really appreciate that you get what I'm feeling here.
We've all got Daddy's nose. Okay, just had to say that first, now will go read your post. Hachacha.
Would you think less of me if I told you that I was once supposed to sing "The Circle of Our Love" at one of my friends' wedding receptions in the late 70's with a former boyfriend, and decided at the last minute I just couldn't stomach it?

I think it's okay to look at plays like Saturday's Warrior as cultural art and leave it at that. It's a part of who we were, and it can be highly amusing and entertaining the way Napoleon Dynamite can be for those who grow up in rural Idaho. We had to have comic relief; what would we have done without it? And it plays really so well to camp. The original really does have some catchy tunes and some funny storylines. Big theology? Not so much.
Saturday's Warrior was HUGE in Salt Lake City in the '70s. My 9th Grade Graduation theme song was one of the songs, I can't remember the title, but the words were "I take some paper in my hand, and with a pencil draw a man, the dream of what I'd really really like to be......etc etc". Yikes.
When I was a kid, I loved going to the Passion Play and walking the Stations of the Cross, which was something of a theatrical production. Now I cringe!
R
Oh Kathy, you make me laugh! Circle of Our Love was sung at my dad's funeral and no I would not think less of you. I have a parody in my head of a couple starting to move apart and the refrain of "forever..... forever and ever, forever........." playing in the background. LOL

AZ Viking, the 70's is when I saw it originally. Paper Dreams is the song that the man in the park sings and is the song that popped in my head today and inspired this post. I went to look for it on YouTube and it was the only song I couldn't find. :S

Donna, then you know what I mean. ;)
It seems that you have developed the right attitude, and that is most important. Your expressed your experience and notions very well. R
Thanks Thoth. Funny thing is that I started out just making a comment via email to a friend but soon realized it was a blog post, not an email. LOL
Donna, I can't even imagine what would happen to the Passion and Stations of the Cross if Mormons got a hold of them and put them to Lex de Azevedo music. Painting, wouldn't that be about right? The Vatican meets Napoleon Dynamite in a dance-off?

Dang, this is scary. I went in search of videos on YouTube, and I can still sing most of this libretto: The Circle of Our Love

I think maybe I made my grandchildren watch this up at the cottage the same weekend I introduced them to Rocky Horror.
I don't know Kathy, it could be quite entertaining! LMAO! Saturday's Warrior and Rocky Horror Show in the same weekend? Now why didn't I think of that?!