In essence - RFM maintains a friendly relationship with the sister missionaries who live in his same housing unit. He played a light prank on them, and posted about it on Facebook. 2 young teenage BYU students, members of "The Cavalry" decided it would be a good idea to submit complaints to the Washington Bar Association to get RFM disbarred over it.
I think this shows how hopelessly unhinged this group of ragtag LDS amateur apologists really is. Led by Mormons old enough to know better - like Travis Anderson and Robert Boylan - these BYU students imagine themselves as some kind of soldiers for the church. At the 49 minute mark in RFM's video, they depict themselves as Star Wars Storm Troopers, complete with LDS missionary tags on their armor.
It's sad to see so many bright young Mormons looking up to Boylan, Anderson, and the other virulently anti-exMo apologists. I think that when they're older, they will surely cringe to look back at it.
Do you have any details? I'm having a hard time imagining why an adult male (let alone a lawyer at least twice their age) would think pranking two teenage girls was a good idea.
Eta: Never mind, I got 15 minutes into his 1 hour plus explanation and i've heard enough. No, the prank wasn't a good idea.
Last edited by Marcus on Sat Apr 18, 2026 5:05 am, edited 1 time in total.
RFM lives in a triplex. Two sets of sister missionaries for the Mormon Church live in one of the other two units. The front doors of all three units face a busy two-way road frequently foot trafficked by homeless people. RFM often greets the sister missionaries when their paths cross in the morning or evening, either leaving or coming back to the triplex. RFM has never talked to the sister missionaries about religion, nor has he ever attempted to dissuade them from their beliefs.
RFM's girlfriend has baked the sister missionaries muffins before and RFM and she have delivered them. On one memorable occasion, the sister missionaries came to RFM's door to ask for help as they had locked themselves out of their apartment as well as their car. (If memory serves, they had somehow managed to lock their car keys in their apartment, and their apartment keys in their car). Anywa, RFM and his girlfriend stayed outside with them for an hour or so waiting for the other missionaries with duplicate keys to arrive and let them in. The sun was going down and it was getting chilly so RFM and his girlfriend made sure to bring out coats for the sisters to keep them warm while RFM and his girlfriend waited with them the entire time.
In short, RFM is on good relations with his neighbors, the sister missionaries.
One late afternoon in October, RFM was driving home with his girlfriend and as he was pulling into the small parking area, noticed that the door to the sisters' apartment was wide open and their vehicle was not present.
After parking, RFM and girlfriend walked the short distance over to the sister missionaries' door, which was still wide open. It had been a windy day and it seemed likely that is what had blown the door open. RFM was concerned that, if the sisters were not home, anybody could have walked into their apartment from off the street and been waiting inside.
RFM stepped into the front of their apartment, which feeds directly into the living room, and called out loudly several times "Is anybody home?" With nobody answering, and the apartment appearing to be unoccupied, RFM checked the open door and found it to be in a locked position. This led RFM to conclude the sisters had probably locked the door when they left but failed to pull it all the way closed, leaving it only blown open by the wind.
Before closing the door, RFM took a pumpkin with a large hairy decorative black sider on top, from the sisters' porch just outside their door, and moved them inside their door into the living room area as a Halloween prank between friendly neighbors. RFM's girlfriend was present the entire time.
RFM's girlfriend Wendy has submitted a statement of what happened that day.
Nowhere do I see any complaint from the sister missionaries themselves, which presumably would be the ones to judge if the prank was in good taste or not.
Imagine filing a formal bar complaint over a neighborly prank. It’s a level of cringe we haven't seen from a Mopologist since the Afore was caught enthusiastically liking a video of Pitbull dancing with a visible erection:
"I'm on paid sabbatical from BYU in exchange for my promise to use this time to finish two books."
RFM's girlfriend has baked the sister missionaries muffins before and RFM and she have delivered them. On one memorable occasion, the sister missionaries came to RFM's door to ask for help as they had locked themselves out of their apartment as well as their car. (If memory serves, they had somehow managed to lock their car keys in their apartment, and their apartment keys in their car). ...
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...Nowhere do I see any complaint from the sister missionaries themselves, which presumably would be the ones to judge if the prank was in good taste or not.
That'll be a hard disagree from me on that. This is the apartment of two teenage Mormon girls, with an adult male neighbor who joked online that he entered their home without them knowing it, and decided to leave a prank he called 'mild'.
Mormon women are taught to be nice and tolerate way more than they should, regardless of how they really feel about it.
My take is that people should not enter someone else's home without their permission. End of story. Pull the door shut so it locks if safety is an issue, and then reach out to the occupants or landlord with the information, but don't enter someone else's home without their knowledge and permission.
...Nowhere do I see any complaint from the sister missionaries themselves, which presumably would be the ones to judge if the prank was in good taste or not.
That'll be a hard disagree from me on that. This is the apartment of two teenage Mormon girls, with an adult male neighbor who joked online that he entered their home without them knowing it, and decided to leave a prank he called 'mild'.
Mormon women are taught to be nice and tolerate way more than they should, regardless of how they really feel about it.
My take is that people should not enter someone else's home without their permission. End of story. Pull the door shut so it locks if safety is an issue, and then reach out to the occupants or landlord with the information, but don't enter someone else's home without their knowledge and permission.
That'll be a hard disagree from me on that. This is the apartment of two teenage Mormon girls, with an adult male neighbor who joked online that he entered their home without them knowing it, and decided to leave a prank he called 'mild'.
Mormon women are taught to be nice and tolerate way more than they should, regardless of how they really feel about it.
My take is that people should not enter someone else's home without their permission. End of story. Pull the door shut so it locks if safety is an issue, and then reach out to the occupants or landlord with the information, but don't enter someone else's home without their knowledge and permission.
They are two *women* not "girls."
Ok. I'll change that one word in the first paragraph.
"This is the apartment of two teenage Mormon women with an adult male neighbor who joked online that he entered their home without them knowing it, and decided to leave a prank he called 'mild'.
Mormon women are taught to be nice and tolerate way more than they should, regardless of how they really feel about it.
My take is that people should not enter someone else's home without their permission. End of story. Pull the door shut so it locks if safety is an issue, and then reach out to the occupants or landlord with the information, but don't enter someone else's home without their knowledge and permission."
Imagine filing a formal bar complaint over a neighborly prank. It’s a level of cringe we haven't seen from a Mopologist since the Afore was caught enthusiastically liking a video of Pitbull dancing with a visible erection:
Even if it was not neighborly, filing a bar complaint was way out of line.
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