“Flight 144” is the perfect example of why I don’t believe, and why I’d rather take my chances with hell than with Chick’s idea of god. :smack:
I am so jealous, Seven. I’ve never seen a printed Chick tract!
This Chick tract is the only one I’ve seen in print, myself, but it’s a classic. You suppose Bad Bob and the Bob in Who Cares? are one and the same? If he cleaned himself up, grew that cheesy little mustache, and got a nose job…maybe? Of course, in the old days he’d have been the one who trashed Omar’s shop.
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I love that Seven asked for which one was the most offensive!
Tough call.
I just can’t believe how insulting *The True Path * (An adaptation of “One Way!” Drawn especially for Native American readers.) is! The racism is so freakin’ blatant!
It also makes the assumption that Native American’s can’t read.
What an asshole this Chick guy must be.
Beelzebub’s got a special little corner reserved for this fucker!
I can hardly believe some of these tracts!
I can’t imagine why I didn’t think of it before, but there’s an astounding degree of similarity between Chick tracts and Tijuana bibles, don’t 'cha think?
DD
I’ve seen real live Chick Tracts on three seperate occasions, all in Tennessee.
The first time, I came out of a movie and they’d stuck one under my windshield wiper. They’d hit a number of other cars in the parking lot (based on bumper stickers, I think). I went around and collected as many different ones as I could find. I’m pretty sure I ended up giving them to a friend of mine, who loved them. The second time was in some random gas station bathroom (No Fear). The third time was a “Prayer Tent” set up on campus at UTK. They didn’t have any good ones, and I was informed that they would only pray to Yahweh.
I’ve never been handed one, though. I was always given the impression that it was clandestine evanglizing… kind of like the pamphlets that look like a $20 bill on one side or that are printed on eye-burning DayGlo paper. You just leave them somewhere for the unawares.
Some guy was passing them out at the St. Louis Pride Parade back in June. I don’t think he got any converts, though. I’ll bet he was hoping for a confrontation so he could tell his friends what a martyr he was. Too bad for him, most people just ignored him completely.
Oooo yeah! Wouldn’t that be a great way to parody the tracts? Make some Tijuana bibles in that style with Chick-like covers, then give them to people who give you tracts.
I have a copy of Back From The Dead? on my desk. Not a classic, although it does site PM Magazine as a source that people really do come back from the dead.
I’ve only seen them once, in a booth at a craft fair in Gatlinburg, TN.
One of my favorites parodies - MST3K meets Jack Chick.
Today I was in the car with my daughter (13 years old) and remembered these silly things were still in the glove box.
I fished the booklets out and plopped them on her lap. Of course, she opened one and started reading it. When she was finished with “Who Cares” she simply said “That’s messed up”
I giggled over that for a few hours.
One of my guilty pleasures is reading Jack’s new tracts when they come out. I’m a Christian but please don’t identify me with this rubbish. I sometimes wonder if God is really pissed with Mr. Chick and his work or if he finds it as unintentionally hilarious as I do. In that light I hope it isn’t too much of a hijack for me to critique Jack’s latest opus.
The Peace Maker isn’t up to the standards of the '70s vintage blaxploitation classisc Soul Story, but few things are. I had to invent a new word for how good that one was, it’s freaking pimptacular. When I read it I can hear in my mind a stratocaster with a wah-wah pedal, wacka-chicka-wacka-chicka-wahhh. The new story has a lot in common with the old with themes of urban violence and a sterm but short figure to set the moral tone.
The Peace Maker has some model inconsistecies. The Deacon appearers to be anywhere from six and a half feet to almost eight feet tall in different scenes. He towers over his partner and wannabe badass Ice Man who in turn towers over his Yoda-like, ass whuppin’ grandma. The Deacon’s pacifism bothered me a bit. As a rule large metropolitan police forces don’t hire officers who stand and wait for Jesus to bail them out then a punk is waving a bowie knife in their faces. Most cops I know are familir with the Tueller drill and if someone threatens them with a knife within 7 yards will start shooting without hesitation and not stop until they have to go to Big 5 for more ammo. Jesus did say to turn the other cheek but he also said that (with a bit of paraphrasing) that if you don’t have a Glock .40 sell your cloak and buy one. I was impressed with the accurate drawing of a S&W bodyguard but the text is incorrect as it only holds five shots.
At times I wonder about Jack’s sexual orientation. He seems to love well muscled men as good guys and bad but you rarely see any hottie women. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, I’m just sayin’