[An excerpt from] A requiem on the death of Fred Phelps – LGBTQ Nation

This is an interesting, thoughtful take on the life and death of Phelps. Mostly, I agree. Though I think I will have a small drink to celebrate his passing. To paraphrase Mal Reynolds- “Forgiveness is the mark of a great man. (Takes celebratory drink). Guess I’m just a good man. (turns on party music and dances). Well, I’m alright.”

And now for the less flippant bit, that I decidedly did not write, but do think I should share:

“Phelps held a mirror up to the homophobic Christians as to what their “principles” looked like. They did not like what they saw. They saw hatred, but did not feel like haters. It forced many to take a more educated look at scripture and found their original uneducated comprehension was lacking. They found there were many ancient mandates there that did not apply to modern life, and they found that the passages they had ascribed to gay people both did not apply, nor did they feel the ramifications reflected the bigger core principles of love that they valued.

Fred Phelps became the example that no self respecting Christian wanted to become. Many actively readdressed their values and public tolerance of LGBT rights began to surge.”

via A requiem on the death of Fred Phelps – LGBTQ Nation.

Haiku from the 280

Bus to Aylesbury

      – that name I cannot pronounce, 

dumb American! 


Now to Friday Lane – 

    and poor posture numbs one’s arse, 

Sixty-two stops. Why! 


Shifting, impatient, 

     the men at Waterstock turn

pretend they’ve not met.


Tiddington (the Fox), 

     is apparently a pub! 

Whimsical England. . . 


Outwardly pleasant,

     the department politics

are crass, and childish. 


Pregnant roller-skates

     dodging amid bikes and buses

noon traffic in Thames


Polite bus driver!

    he does not mow down tourists

– though he might want to. 


Content and catlike 

     I observe from a high perch

double-decker bus!