Phelps Pwnage: A Retrospective
Someone on these here intertubes posted a link to what happened when Fred Phelps’ Westboro Baptist Church picketed their latest target, San Diego’s Comics Con. I’m not sure I follow the logic here: have the Westboro fanatics decided that Trekkies and comics fans are fags, so God hates them too? Or have they just run out of people to hate?
Whatever the case, I think we can all agree that when you’re at the point where you’re picketing the nerds, perhaps it’s time to just give up and go home to Kansas. The photos below are a sampling of the cosplay-on-Baptist action, but to get the full flavor of how the nerds used gentle tongue-in-cheek humor to drive away the haters, go to the link above.
This latest eruption of goodwill towards men got me thinking about some of Phelps’ greatest hits. As odious as he and his brethren are, their current antics are always a welcome reminder of the many, many times they’ve been schooled in the past, by all those folks who God hates. It’s also a reminder of how much, in the 15 or 20 years since these nutbags started practicing their performance art, the culture has moved away from them:
Featured above were the young men of Alpha Delta Phi at the University of Chicago. Don’t you love the banner, “No Tolerance for INtolerance”? Back in the dark ages of my college days, frat boys were gay Enemy #1 on campus – at least at less-than-enlightened Bible belt schools. Now they’re performing impromptu drag shows to school the haters.
But perhaps my favorite episode of Phelps pwnage of all time is this:
God bless Michael Moore.