Seems everyone's favourite hate group is at it again: this time, they're planning to picket funerals for Virginia Tech victims because "God does not do [this] to his servants." The logician in me wants to point out what their God allowed to happen to his own son, but that'd be too snarky by half. Instead, I prefer to wonder: If these people hold a picket, and one of the grieving friends or family members gives one of their revolting brood exactly what they all so richly deserve, would the survivors have to picket the funeral for their own fallen one? After all, God wouldn't do that to one of his servants, would He?
If nothing else, we'd quickly learn the answer to that old question about how many asswipes can dance on the head of a pin.
SEMI-RELATED UPDATE: The intellectual and moral skidmark that is Dinesh D'Souza has essayed spitting in the face of atheists (and, presumably, agnostics & alternate believers) using the VT shootings as his platform. One professor from VT, an atheist, responds to him beautifully here--- though, like almost anyone with a PhD, he unfortunately doesn't know when to leave well enough alone. His initial response, however, is pitch-perfect.
D'Souza is a grotesquerie, and a despicable one at that. The difference between D'Souza and the Phelpses is, as Northrop Frye used to say, merely one of degree and not of kind. Worth remembering, I think.
20 April 2007
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2 comments:
Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiice.
I'm not particularly convinced that there is such a place as Hell, but if there is, Fred Phelps and his buddies are most certainly going there.
Just when I thought the Phelps's logic couldn't make any less sense, I see this:
“He [Cho] is in hell,” Phelps-Roper said. “But he was also fulfilling the word of God.”
Wow, and bravo.
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