When Hate Comes to Town. . .or, Fred Phelps is all the things he claims to hate March 2, 2007Posted by Administrator in Catholicism, Cultural Pessimism, Personal.
For those of you who have not heard the name, Phelps is the deranged “pastor” of the Westboro “Baptist Church” of Topeka, Kansas. This is the crazed homobigot who dashes about the Republic, protesting at the funerals of grieving survivors of victims of the Iraq War, claiming that the deaths of these soldiers are due to the fact that the US continues to allow the “menace” of homosexuality to exist within its borders.
Long-time readers of this blog know that I am no apologist for homosexual behavior. But know this: If I had to choose between spending an evening over dinner with my longtime -and recently quiescent- adversary and very voluble homosexual apologist GodofBiscuits and the utterly loathesome Phelps, I would pick Biscuits in a heartbeat; every day of the week and twice on Sundays.
Make no mistake. Biscuits and I still have significant differences of belief of what is true. And those dinners would be loaded with serious arguments and maybe even fistfights.
But Biscuits is infinitely more the humanist and compassionate than Phelps can ever be, and much more the model of Christ-like behavior than Phelps.
You have to visit Phelps’ website (the name suggests a type of twisted humor; sadly it is not- and I will not link to the place. Google it, you can find it easily enough) to get the full flavor of his derangement. All I will say is that the man is not a Christian, and he is one of the few that I can think of on this earth that Christ would probably completely disavow if He were to return right now.
It is possible that Biscuits might argue that Phelps is at least an honest Christian, being completely up front about what Christians really think -deep down- about homosexuals.
That argument is incorrect for a host of reasons. The simplest refutation I can come up with is this: Jesus sat and dined with sinners, the most profound and shunned sinners his culture had to offer. He did not treat them with derision. He did not condemn them. He loved them. The ones he condemned were the pharisees, the juridical followers of the law that had no love in their hearts. True Christians would at least talk with those who sin unknowingly or in determination, rather than outright condemn them as has Phelps.
Why am I bothering talking about this?
Because demented followers of this hateful dingbat are coming to my town on Sunday to protest at the funeral of a local Sergeant that died in Iraq. The family has asked for people armed with American flags to stand 500 feet out beyond the entrance to the facility where the memorial is to take place. I’m gonna be there, in my sweatshirt that advertises my Catholic school (we’re also damned forever according to the scurrilous Phelps), and we are not going to let these swine in. We will be quiet, compassionate, prayerful, and absolute in our refusal to let these jackals in human clothing disrupt the service.