All this and more in the next episode of As the Cookie Crumbles!
It really threw me for the first 6 frames. I kept thinking, “Jeez, is he talking about his own religion? Because lots of Christians use crosses. Rosary beads are Catholic, sure, but what about the huge idols in the churches?”
I don’t expect Jack Chick’s tracts to make sense 100%, but I thought this was somewhat hypocritical. The tract features the following line:
This is perhaps the most intelligent thing Jack Chick has ever written! But then the tract ends with the usual “Do this to increase your relationship with Jesus” list. One of the items is:
I’m not a Protestant, but are there any churches like this? Don’t even Protestant churches have large crosses and images of Christ on the cross, which Jack Chick claims break the First Commandment? (“I am the Lord your God. Thou shalt have no other gods before me.”)
The highly conservative Protestant church that I was raised in did have a large (plain) cross, but absolutely no statues, no stained glass that showed people (the two stained glass windows were, IIRC, just abstract mosaics of color with a couple crosses worked into the design), nothing like that. I suspect that Chick’s response would be something to the effect that one was not to pray to the cross, but just for it to be there to remind yourself of Christ’s suffering - and your requisite guilt over your sinfulness.
What’s with the guy with the strap-on dildo on his head? :dubious:
What’s going on with the artwork in this comic? Looks like Chick is subcontracting his doodles these days - that is a major stylistic shift from his earlier work.
Haw haw haw! What a Nimrod!!
Someone’s been fucking with his head.
Call me wacky, but is this tract an aimed response to this SDMB thread?
Jack Chick…now in 666 technicolor!
Are we of the SDMB the symbolic evil boy in the old man’s hair?
I really did like your images of Buddha, Jack! I use them to remind me of what the Buddha taught and the love and promise of that path, but I don’t pray to the image. Sorry to disappoint, Jack. Buddha isn’t a mediator…just a teacher and an accidental holyman.
I like how all the non-Christian religions evolved after the crucifiction. Hinduism, Ancient Egyptian practices, Zen. Let’s rewrite history, children!
That, and the idea that Satan conspires to force people into doing good works. That one’s going in the vault.
Wow - Jack really phoned this one in.
Not a single “HAW!”, no demons dragging the damned down to hell - nothing that makes this anything but pedestrian. One hook-nosed caricature of a person looking at the painting with menorah in it that was straight out of Der Volkische Beobachter, a quick dig at the Papists and their rosary-worship, and that was that.
Where’s the spark? Where’s the freshness? Where’s the bug-eyed, sanctimonious little piss-hats saving their school mates from being sexually molested by Satanic cult-worshippers?
I know you can’t hit the fences every time, but still…
Regards,
Shodan
No, that’s the god of dyslexics!
I am so going to hell…
Be sure to say hello to Jack when you get there.
You don’t say hello - you say HAW! HAW! HAW!
Regards,
Shodan
Mr Savage:
I was hoping you could provide some insight as to whether my behavior is normal. At museums I can clearly see who is going in and out of the exhibit rooms. When I go into the museum and no one is around, I pluck hairs off old men’s heads. In particular, if this one guy I like enters and leaves the African Art wing, I go in, sneak up behind him and sometimes pluck two or three of his hairs. I collect his hairs, take them home and sterilize them. I store them in a plastic sandwich bag [no - I’m not making this up, though I can’t vouch for it], which I bring out when I masturbate. Imagining that I have just orally serviced him, I place his hairs in my mouth and let them rest on my tongue. Then I climax. Is this healthy? Should I stop behaving this way? Can I be saved?
Is it just me or did anyone else guess the woman was a Catholic in frame #2?
Chick’s been doing that for years, now. Supposedly, he’s got a stable of really low-paid artists that he uses for his tracts. I gotta say that this new, kinder, gentler Chick sucks hard.
Ooooh. So that’s what’s going on.
Yea, Chick’s really losing it when you can’t even tell who he’s hating.
Why do I read something that makes me feel queasy? Yet I cannot turn away.
I miss the 400-foot-tall Jesus sitting on the giant throne.
Sure 'nuff! It’s an obvious setup for an Evils Of Cloning tract…
Imagine, little troublemaker boy leading his army of old men, wielding magnifying glasses and disregarding velvet ropes at every turn…no nightclub doorman will be safe!
Boy, talk about a long, dull sermon! Which is why, I suppose, the daft goings on in the background were put in to lighten it up. But overall I finished it unclear on who I should be hating and who was going to hell. So a bit confusing all round.
2/10. Very poor effort.