Fred Phelps, the founder of the Westboro Baptist Church, is apparently dying even as I am typing this, and some politically correct gay advocacy group issued a statement to all us queers telling us to please be respectful of the family and the church during their time of pending loss, and I’m like “Fuck That Shit”.
I hope Fred Phelps dies, and I Hope It Hurts. That ass-wipe hurt so many innocent people, and brought so much unnecessary pain and hate into this world, that he succeeded in proving that there is no God as painted by the Christians, because if there were, that God would not permit such evil to exist. When Fred Phelps dies, may he rot in hell, but hell as perceived by the Christians is much too good for the likes of Fred Phelps and his evil fucking church and his evil fucking family. The world will be a better place without Fred Phelps, and with any luck, his entire evil fucked-up family has made a suicide pact like any decent cult, and they will all kill themselves as he takes his last breath.
And you say raging like this lowers me to his level? Bullshit. Someone should have shot that asshole in the head 20 years ago and been held up as a national hero. God Doesn’t Hate Fags. God Hates Haters. And God Hates Fred Phelps.