Book of Mormon and Map Traps

I am not a Latter-Day Saint. I don't believe that the Book of Mormon is authentic in the way that the LDS Church believes it to be. I believe that there are many flaws, but there is a tiny detail in the 'original' Book of Mormon that clinches the deal for me. To describe this, I will first need to explain about Map Traps.

What if you were a maker of maps? And what if you made your living by making maps? What would you do if another map-maker came along, copied your maps, then sold their maps for less than you? Could you prove that they copied your maps? Map-makers (cartographers) have purposefully inserted into their maps mistakes - errors that would not be duplicated by someone looking at the actual source. It might be a street on the map where there is, in reality, a dead end. It might be a made-up lake in the middle of a field. But the duplication of the error would indicate copying because a mistake like that made twice is simply too remote a possibility. Thus, the wronged cartographer would have the proof, or at least very strong evidence, that the second is not original work.

Some quick background about the origins of the Book of Mormon. It was first published in English in 1830. As the story goes, Joseph Smith Jr. translated the story from golden plates that he had received earlier from an angel. Since then, the book has had updates that changed some parts - mostly grammatical errors.

OK, now we come to the rub. Here's the original. King James Version, Isaiah 6:2a says, "Above it stood the seraphims...." The error here is grammatical. "Seraphim" is the plural of "seraph". It was a mistake in the King James - the Bible that Joseph Smith Jr. had available to him. It was his map trap to show that he copied the Bible rather than translated the plates. For in the original Book of Mormon, published in 1830, in 2Nephi 9, it reads, "Above it stood the seraphims...." (see picture on top)

I used to get a chance to talk the the LDS missionaries often when they would come knocking on my door. They haven't come by my house in many moons. They are genuinely kind people, and I miss them. We would give them food - even invite them to sit-down meals. But alas, they don't come around anymore.

(image from iNephi.com)