First, to pretty much everybody who responded:
I don’t know whether I have already made this clear in previous Chick rants, but here goes:
I fully appreciate the kind of fannish enthusiasm felt for some of his “better” productions. There’s definitely a kind of guilty pleasure that some of the tracts give me.
Heck, I may someday even develop a site for Chick pubs, similar to Kurt’s site (I promised a link soon) but with a less friendly spirit.
There’s a whole paradoxical feel to it, which reminds me of one of the few bits of dialog from “The Life of Riley.” It concerns a rather spooky single male neighbor named Waldo, played by Sterling Holloway, who was one of the regular cast.
Once someone expressed concern to Riley about Waldo’s appearance, re health. He blandly dismissed this, by observing that the healthier he actually is, the sicker he looks.
Ah, to be new at all this. There was actually a fairly early tract, early 1970’s in spite of the 2002 revision cover date, that is actually titled “Hi There!”
http://www.chick.com/reading/tracts/0076/0076_01.asp
(Not taking any chances on a broken link again.)
Not only does it include perhaps the first expression of the phrase (unless “This was your Life”, one of the very earliest has the death angel saying it) but I think that the peanut butter sandwich metaphor, plus some of the other quirks will send you back in hysterics. Best put away that Coke Zero and any other “sprayable” or “chokable” food items.
Official Warning: MNBFS!
Both tracts are available at Chick’s own site.
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TBJ