So we are finally free of the human turd formerly known as Fred Phelps.
I’m relieved that this psychopath no longer walks the earth, but not in a jumping-for-joy sorta way. It’s more of a “I can’t believe we actually had to endure this crap” sorta feeling. His family will still be around, of course, but I’m hoping that they will lose their focus and eventually fade away without their psychodaddy at the helm.
Having said that… If I believed in a place called Hell, I would hope they bury him face-down so he can see where he’s going.
Want to read an interview with an actual Phelps, ex-member of the batshit-crazy Westboro Baptist Church? It’s fascinating and really drives home what neanderthals these people are.
Q: I remember reading somewhere that your father treated your mom like trash. Can you give examples if what he did to her and if that played a part in you leaving?
A: He pulled her arm out of the socket. He beat her with his fists, his feet and a mattock handle. He cut all her hair off, down to where her scalp showed through because she wasnt in subjection. He screamed and threw things like a child having a temper tantrum.
Imagine that as the image you have of the person who defines your world and how safe you feel in it. I dont mean to get melodramatic, but I only have so much time and opportunity to impress the reality of the situation on you.
Leave it to the crazy-as-fuck Westboro Baptists to actually be jealous that someone else is threatening to burn the Koran. “We did it first and nobody cared!” That’s right, nobody cares. No go crawl back under the cow patty you crawled out from.
Westboro Baptists: they may be pathetic excuses for human beings, but they certainly don’t disappoint for sheer entertainment value!
One of those angry at a Florida preacher’s plans to mark Sept. 11 by setting fire to copies of the Quran is Shirley Phelps Roper, a leader of the Westboro Baptist Church.
…Her irritation Wednesday was not that the Rev. Terry Jones and his Dove World Outreach Center’s planned bonfire would offend Muslims worldwide and probably increase the danger to American soldiers in Afghanistan and Iraq.
It’s that in 2008 she and her father’s Topeka flock set fire to a Quran in plain view on a Washington, D.C., street and nobody seemed to care.
“We did it a long time before this guy,” Phelps-Roper said by telephone from a street corner in downtown Chicago, scene of the latest Westboro picket — against Jews this time, not gays.
Fred Phelps and his little band of demonic sickos are nothing new…they usually come out of the woodwork when they smell a good opportunity to get on the news by demonstrating at gay peoples’ funerals. They chant “God hates fags!” and hold up signs saying that the deceased deserved to die for being a filthy homo scum, and that all fags deserve to get AIDS and perish, etc. You know, the usual stuff. Lately they’ve diversified a bit by demonstrating at the funerals of soldiers who died in Iraq. Their reasoning: America tolerates homos, so God punishes America by killing its soldiers. Yeah, whatever, you fuckin’ jerkwads.
Anyway, here’s something new: a motorcycle group called the Patriot Guard Riders is now following Phelps and his gang around to their demonstrations and holding their own counter-demonstrations. They drown out the sickos’ chants with loud cheers, they form a line to block Phelps’ evil banners…they basically do all they can to make sure that Phelps’ gang does not totally ruin the day for the survivors. They’ll ride hundreds of miles to do their thing, and with 5000+ members, it looks like they can handle whatever Phelps can throw their way. Their website (linked above) is interesting, and I like their simple mission statement: “1) Show our sincere respect for our fallen heroes, their families, and their communities. 2) Shield the mourning family and friends from interruptions created by any protestor or group of protestors.”
Yeah, I’m against the war and all that, but anybody demonstrating at a soldier’s funeral — whether they’re against gays or the war or any other reason — needs to be countered with something like this. There’s simply no excuse for causing the family further anguish just to further your idiotic agenda. Let the families mourn in peace.
The Rev. Fred Felch — I mean, Phelps — is touring the country, protesting at funerals of soldiers who died in Iraq. Of course this douchebag has been doing this sort of thing for years, but usually he sets up camp at the funerals of people who have died from AIDS, not war. His ever-shrinking brain, now the size of a kidney bean, is now trying to somehow link the deaths of these soldiers to America’s tolerance of homosexuality. Um, whatever.
Maybe he’ll go away if people start laughing at him and stop letting him get under their skin. I mean, he’s a complete joke, an embarrassment, a one-trick pony. His extreme shenanigans will, in time, fade into obscurity if we allow it. His only aim is to shock and stir up our emotions, which his female spawn readily admits: “It’s going to shock and enrage every person who sees it. That is our goal.” Why do we let him press our buttons, which only feeds his fire? The media is quick to report on his latest doings because it makes for shocking reports, but it’s always the same crap: God hates fags, blah-blah-blah. I used to feel a fiery outrage whenever I read about him, but now I just sort of shrug it off as the ravings of a lunatic whose views will never amount to anything more. If he showed up at the funeral for someone I cared about, I can’t guarantee I’d feel the same way, but I would initially try to ignore him. Or maybe I’d just make a few “God Loves Fags” signs of my own. (Thanks to Critter for passing this story along!)