my mormon dilemma

I just finished watching a harrowing documentary called 8: The Mormon Proposition. It chronicles the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints' campaign to ban same-sex marriage in Calif through the passage of Prop 8. I haven't been this pissed off in a looooong time. The film does what any good investigative documentary does (uncovers classified church documents and exposes the church's nefarious attempts to conceal its funding of, and overall involvement, in Prop 8.) but laces it with stories about Mormons who were personally affected by the church's beliefs about gays. Some of them were forced into unconventional therapy, others were shunned by their families. Far too many committed suicide.

There is no love in my heart for the LDS organization or for its members who set out to hurt people who have done nothing to them. Now I'm in a bit of a pickle. I've been asked to work with a colleague on some projects and I found out recently he's a LDS member - the tie-wearing, proselytizing kind. He's getting married in a month at the Mormon temple and he exudes all the creepiness of a mindless religious person - the starry eyes, faux politeness, the kind of Jesus -is-my-auto-pilot sensibility. I don't know much else about him but I loathe him. This is wrong, I know it's wrong, and I'm the first person to preach about the need to be tolerant. But how can I when he belongs to an organization that is deceptive - blatantly lying to cover its tracks - and that has destroyed so many lives in its desire to impose its will upon others?

Gawd help me. (Sarcasm)