Weirddave

Hey - I’m not saying that Phelps is a great guy and I’m going to invite him to my next BBQ.

The man is appaling.

That being said, I still wouldn’t wish a slow, painful cancer death on anyone. If he were to lie down tomorrow and never wake up, I think that would be fine. However, the suffering caused by cancer is not reserved for the patient - it spreads out to the whole family. Somewhere there is a person to whom Fred Phelps is not a disgusting monster - he’s just Uncle Fred. Or dad. Or husband. Or son. Or whatever. I have trouble wishing suffering on these people, who, from all acounts have already suffered enough because of this man.

Go to sleep. Don’t wake up. No fuss. No muss. No bother.

Weirddave, I’ve disagreed with you in the past, and you must know that you aren’t my favourite poster by a long shot.

But FWIW, after this thread, I’d actually be more likely to add you to the guest list.

w00t! I’m bringin’ the beer! :wink:

Bring your own beer? Nah, the local stuff here is much better. :slight_smile:

I am very, very sensitive to frivolous Hitler comparisons. I hate it when people call someone who gave them a parking ticket or something a Nazi. It infuriates me. Got it?

Comparing Phelps to Hitler is just fine with me. Both of those men were/are sick, twisted, evil shits with nothing redeeming so far as I know. Hitler just had more success. Both of them deserve(d) death by torture. I don’t advocate vigilante justice by any stretch but it would be nice if he had to suffer even one tenth of the suffering that he’s caused.

Haj

Is it OK to wish for Fred Phelps to suffer from painful rectal itching? What about head lice? Broken collarbone? Where do you draw the line?

I for one believe that Adolf Hitler and Fred Phelps are the same. The difference between them, the only difference between them, is the amount of power society was willing to grant the two.
Hitler was able to become dictator of Germany. He killed tens of millions of people.
Phelps was able to become minister of a church. He pickets funerals.

Had the roles been reversed, the results would have still been the same. They’re cut from the same cloth.

I for one do not want Fred Phelps to die a slow and painful death. I want it to be quick and immediate. The sooner that fucker ends up in Hell, the sooner the real suffering can begin.

To those saying Phelps and Hitler are different, think of it this way: If Phelps had Hitler’s power, how many deaths would he cause?

Although I agree with those who say “I don’t wish cancer on Phelps, but I won’t be sad when he’s gone.”

Am I the only one who thinks it would be ironic if it turned out he was suffering from AIDS?

Oh, and Weirddave, yes, godhatesfags still has the “memorial” to Matt Shepard you described. It even has a .wav file that shouts “AUGHHHHH! FOR GODS SAKES, LISTEN TO PHELPS!”

If anyone wants to see it, it’s at http://www.godhatesfags.com/memorial.html

Which means we’re back to the piano idea. Who’s with me?!?

SPOOFE, I think a piano would be fine. A large safe would probably have almost equal comedic value, minus the musicality.

Unless it was a safe filled with violins.

But I understand it’s in bad taste to wish violins on people.

Would it be ok for me to hope he chokes to death on a used condom?

Since Fred’s bugaboo is whom people are sleeping with, sax would be more ironically correct.

Wishing sax on Fred? Doesn’t that come under the category of a ‘Cruel and Unusual Punishment’? I reckon a slow and painful cancerous demise is more charitable than Death-by-Sax Weird.

But YMMV of course.

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Having just looked at the godhatesfags.com page linked earlier in this thread, I appreciate this guy Phelps has a lot to learn about Christian compassion - not to mention basic decency - but wishing a slow and painful death on him seems intrinsically wrong.

I’m a regular bastard by the advertised standards of our enlightened age, but it’s a bit much even for me. It reeks of hypocrasy in a “Death To Intolerance!” kind of way. Unless Phelps himself is killing and torturing people, I’ll settle for ignoring him and wishing he’d go away.

FWIW, my father is currently dying of pancreatic cancer. So, yes, I know how horrible/painful/drawn out it is. With that said…

Phelps. Cancer. I hope he’s got it. I hope it hurts. I hope that repulsive pustule dies alone and in pain and terrified. Just the way Matt Shepard did.

I know this doesn’t make me charitable or forgiving or merciful. I’m sorry.

It’s only cruel if iKenny G is playing the sax.

I’m wishing permanent laryngitis on him.

Wouldn’t it be fun to see him trying to protest? Walking around, flailing his arms, but no sound. And everyone around him saying, “What? What are you saying? Talk to me Fred! What are you trying to say? WHAT IS YOUR MESSGAGE!?!”

Forever… Silent…