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Frank commented on one of my last posts and informed me that Shirley Phelps-Roper's brother, Nate, is now an atheist. That makes me feel better. Rational thought and escape are possible. According to the only source on the Internet:
Nathan "Nate" Phelps is an American-born Canadian author, LGBT rights activist, and public speaker on the topics of religion and child abuse. He is the sixth of the thirteen children of Pastor Fred Phelps, from whom he — along with three of his siblings — has been estranged since his eighteenth birthday in 1976. Phelps permanently left Westboro Baptist Church in 1980. In the 20 years following his departure, Phelps tried to find a milder form of Christianity, and raised his own children within an Evangelical church, but his doubts only grew as he continued studying religion. At the Reason Rally in Washington on March 24, 2012, he told that the events of 9/11 finally brought him to disbelief:
"Then, one sunny September morning, the illusion of a personal God that I tried so hard to believe in, exploded over the skies of Manhattan. Even as the ashes and ruin of this horrific act of blind faith settled over New York, Washington and Pennsylvania, I watched people across the country scrambling to that same irrational altar for their answers. In the fierce storm of emotion that rolled across this country, one realization rose to the surface of my mind with blinding clarity: certainly this mechanism of unassailable blind faith is one of the greatest risks mankind faces today."
He is known for his criticism of the Westboro Baptist Church through literature, interviews, public speaking at atheist conventions and his website. He states that his father physically abused him and the other Phelps children and he believes that the church is an organization for his father to "vent his rage and anger." Phelps' brother Mark supports and repeats Nathan's claims of physical abuse by their father.
God wants you to know that He seriously hates your guts. His self-proclaimed "evil angels" at WBC just thought you should know.
Reading comprehension is not encouraged at Westboro Baptist Church...
There are six things that the Lord hates,
seven that are an abomination to him
[because the Bible tells me so]:
a lying tongue
[saying gays are evil, etc.],
hands that shed innocent blood
a heart that devises wicked plans
[such as picketing soldier's funerals],
feet that make haste to run to evil
[or fly hundreds of miles to picket a soldier's funeral],
a false witness who breathes out lies
["You're going to eat your babies!"],
and one who sows discord among brothers
[the definition of a WBC follower].
BBC's Louis Theroux had the stomach, once more, to talk with batshit crazy Shirley Phelps, her unfortunate children, and the seriously fucked up Westboro Baptist Church in his documentary, America's Most Hated Family in Crisis.
If only Shirley Phelps could keep her crazy to herself rather than poisoning the minds of her children. Kids at risk can be removed from a physically or emotionally abusive environment, but with families like these all you can do is feel sorry for them and hope they never have children of their own.
As a sentient citizen of the U.S., I am well aware of Westboro Baptist Church and the appalling, vicious hatred of its "ministry." In this country that they scream God hates because of gay people, they are allowed, by law, to publicly propagate their twisted version of Christianity. That's the price we pay for having the right of free speech. So, even though the very existence of these heinous people is abhorrent, we can't shut them up. Or kill them. And that really annoys me. If I were inclined to be a card-carrying AAA (Armed Atheist Activist), this human cancer cluster would be my first — possibly only — target.
I came across this documentary today, The Most Hated Family in America, and it is infuriating. The matriarch of this family cult could be Ann Coulter's missing fraternal twin — they don't look alike, but in tone, attitude, ignorance, and density of hate, they are very much the same. Coulter's only saving grace is that she isn't breeding. Shirley Phelps-Roper has spawned eleven children whom she vigorously indoctrinates in fanatical dogma of irrational hatred.
I became an atheist based on rational thought. The disturbing and incredibly frustrating fact is that these people think they are being rational too. People like Shirley Phelps contradict themselves without any sense of the bizarre dichotomy of their own arguments. If someone is stunned into silence by the sheer absurdity of her hate-fueled "lines of reasoning" she thinks she's won the debate. It never is a debate though. She and her herd, for all their smiling and smug self-assuredness, have no interest in hearing someone else's point of view. There is no room in their minds for ideas that, deep down, they must know make real sense.
I don't suppose it's a secret (or important for that matter), that Ricky Gervais is one of the five people on the planet that I would pay to be stuck in an elevator with. Recently he tweeted something like "hard work never killed anyone, but why risk it." To which I responded, "What if you're only saying that to quell competition?" Unfortunately I think I may have tweeted it completely out of context which thoroughly undermines my squeak for attention.
One of his other tweets mentioned something he wrote for his blog:
Creativity is the ability to Play. I read it and came to the conclusion that either he has had himself cloned or he never fucking sleeps. Jesus Christ. I'd call him a workaholic attention-whore if I didn't value his very existence so much. Rather than let his superhuman prolificacy cause me to curl up into a sad ball of why-the-fuck-botherdom, I am trying to put a positive spin on his attempted encouragement.
I'm loving having a YouTube channel to dick around on. I know I've always dicked around, whether on radio, TV or at the Golden Globes, but with this it's actually expected of me.
￼I discovered that this is the best thing about Twitter too. Just playing; mucking about for the hell of it. Although, I could technically count that as work. Dicking about should be tax-deductible for me.
Let me explain. Scientific studies of creativity have basically concluded that it can't be taught, as it is a "facility" rather than a learned skill. Putting it very crudely, creativity is the ability to play. And, to be able to turn that facility on and off when necessary. This makes perfect sense to me. Everything I've ever written, created or discovered artistically has come out of playing.
￼Stephen Nachmanovitch said that, "Creative work is play. It is free speculation using materials of one's chosen form." Basically mucking about with the stuff you have in front of you. Experimenting with it, seeing what happens, and keeping the stuff you like I guess. In fact Scott Adams said, "Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep."
Now I don't know which I feel more inspired to try: dicking around on Twitter or start making "art" with objects within easy reach. He ends by comparing Twitter to a public restroom bathroom stall which is brilliant. And I say brilliant, not because I think he shits diamonds, but because his observation is accurate and pithy.
Create or destroy? That's a tough one. If only I had the power to create a tweet that would destroy all the assholes on Twitter.
I'm not a fan of the animation style (sorry! Atheist Comedy), but I enjoy the comedy of truth.
Doublethink again. As Frank pointed out in his post Police Oversight and Dead Children, "Our society is all about guns; men are supposed to like them; boys are supposed to play with fake ones. I wish it weren't so. But it is wrong for a society to tell a boy in a million ways that guns are cool and then blame him for getting killed."
I was looking for an incendiary image that I could use for my last post. I wanted a picture of a woman looking afraid while holding a gun, so I typed "woman holding a gun" into Google search. The images that popped up were disturbing, but not in the way I was expecting.
I understand the phallic nature of guns, the sense of control and power that holding one apparently exudes, but I still think it's a stupid and dangerous fetish. I presume that's the reasoning behind making paintball and other types of "toy" guns look so realistic, so boys can play men (and by "boys" I mean grown men who don't want their toys to look like toys). Actually, I understand that too.
Unfortunately, there are too many real guns in the world and therein lies the real problem.
In yet another accidental shooting here in the U.S., a child is dead simply because someone who had no business having a gun in the first place, left it lying within easy reach of a child. So today, a 5-year-old boy is dead in a tragedy that was, as a chief deputy astutely observed, "avoidable." Of course it was.
Leaving a child and a 6-month-old infant unattended is a negligent thing to do. Leaving those same children alone with a loaded gun is reprehensible. People make stupid choices every day, but stupid choices involving guns are pretty much guaranteed to go badly.
Even if she weren't armed and afraid of being alone, children should never be left in the hands of someone who won't actually be looking after them. What sensible person would leave a loaded weapon on a coffee table and then take a nap? If you're afraid of being alone and the gun makes you feel better, nap with it! Better you should accidentally shoot yourself than lose a child left in your care.