“Most people do not pray; they only beg.” – George Bernard Shaw
TOPEKA, Kan (WIBW) Fred Phelps Sr., the former head of the Westboro Baptist Church, died late Wednesday night, according to a family member.
Phelps’ son, Timothy told 13 News that his father died just before midnight. Timothy Pheps [sic] works at the Shawnee Co. Jail.
Hate monger Fred Phelps is no more, and if there is a Hell, he certainly is now in it, and deservedly so. And while some people might say it is wrong to speak ill of the dead, then Fred Phelps was wrong most of his very public and hateful life. I’m wishing for him what he wished for so many others. Let the record show that I have been consistent about Phelps for years and years, and I see no reason to change now.
Phelps was a monster of a man, a cambion if ever one lived, and deserves no compassion from any quarter; he spawned a hate movement so vile that he and his spawn would picket funerals of every sort: veterans, 911 victims, people who died of AIDS; and shockingly, he had toddlers carrying his hateful picket signs; there often was a gasp from the crowd when some tow-headed urchin would carry a [“God hates fags.” “God is your enemy.” “God hates you.” “USA = fag nation.” “Fags die God laughs.” “Thank God for maimed soldiers.” “Pray for more dead soldiers.” “Thank God for dead soldiers.” “Thank God for IEDs.” “God killed your sons.”] sign at a funeral. There was no one his hatred spared, and there is no amount of hate in return that he does not deserve.
With any justice, Phelps is a bolus in Satan’s bowels at this moment, grinding his way through the digestive tract, making me feel sorry for the devil who will have to put up with Phelps’ antics in his own realm, favorite son though he probably is.
There is nothing I want for Phelps that he did not want for all of us. Good riddance, Fred Phelps. The sun seems a little brighter now that you are gone.
(Hat tip: WIBW via Freakout Nation)