Top of the list, Reverend Fred Phelps of the Westboro Baptist church. In case that name doesn’t ring a bell, he’s the nutcase that has been picketing soldiers funerals with signs that say - God Hates Fags! I know. It doesn’t make any sense, but like religion and pornography, there’s always something for everyone’s taste. (The pornographic equivalent to Phelps’ religion is "2 Girls 1 Cup.")
You might be interested to know that on April 4th a federal judge ordered liens on the Westboro Baptist Church building and the Phelps-Chartered Law office for $5 million. Somehow they incurred that much in damages from picketing one of those military funerals.
Walls close in on Phelpses
Judge orders liens on church building, law office
David Tuason is the other side of the hater coin. (Heads is Stalin, Tails is Cheney) Tauson is an African-American racist that was indicted on April 8th for sending over 200 death-threat-tirade letters and e-mails over the last twenty years. Other than sending death threats to supreme court justice Clarence Thomas, Tauson also threatened to kill the entire Kent State University women’s basketball team and jazz singer Al Jarreau. (I suspect many people feel this way, Tuason may be the first to vocalize it.) But seriously, how can you hate Al Jarreau?
Pepper Pike man indicted for racist threats
What do these top notch haters have in common with hater Richard Colvin Reid - the shoe bomber? On first impression Phelps’ and Tauson’s face paint the picture of guys that just got off the crazy train with tickets to agitation island. Reid looks like he’s still riding the short bus to middle school.
What do these top notch haters have in common with hater Richard Colvin Reid - the shoe bomber? On first impression Phelps’ and Tauson’s face paint the picture of guys that just got off the crazy train with tickets to agitation island. Reid looks like he’s still riding the short bus to middle school.
In case you haven’t heard, Reid almost succeeded. The only hitch in his plan was the hater/dumbass connection. He couldn’t light the match. He forgot to bring the striking surface from the matchbox. Reid’s idiotic behavior spawned more of the same when his trial court handed down three life sentences + 20 years on 4 other charges, + 30 years on four other counts, to be served consecutively, followed by five years of supervised release. He was also fined 2 million dollars. It’s good to know he’ll be supervised when he gets out after his lifetime. I want to hold the court to that promise and have them approve a detail to watch over his corpse for 5 years.
How does a sentence like this happens? I like to believe the judge leaves the game "Boggle for Juries," in their sequestered location. (6 dice containing years of incarceration, 10 dice listing most major felonies.) Although, this time I think this jury rolled more than once. Reid is currently in ADX Florence, a Supermax prison in Florence, Colorado where I imagine he sits in his cell all day striking matches. (I’m still lobbying Boggle for "a kick in the balls" side to one of the dice.)
The most important aspect of Richard Reid’s case is that I am forced to take off my shoes while going thru airport security. For that alone Reid should be put in a human size trash compactor with the guy who invented the subscription cards that pepper magazines. And if we can find the cable executive that first okay’ed the commercial banners that rise up on the bottom of my T.V. screen, he’d make a perfect sandwich between those two.
How does a sentence like this happens? I like to believe the judge leaves the game "Boggle for Juries," in their sequestered location. (6 dice containing years of incarceration, 10 dice listing most major felonies.) Although, this time I think this jury rolled more than once. Reid is currently in ADX Florence, a Supermax prison in Florence, Colorado where I imagine he sits in his cell all day striking matches. (I’m still lobbying Boggle for "a kick in the balls" side to one of the dice.)
The most important aspect of Richard Reid’s case is that I am forced to take off my shoes while going thru airport security. For that alone Reid should be put in a human size trash compactor with the guy who invented the subscription cards that pepper magazines. And if we can find the cable executive that first okay’ed the commercial banners that rise up on the bottom of my T.V. screen, he’d make a perfect sandwich between those two.
They call me the "squeezin’ judge."
It’s obvious that Reid was full of hate because he was prepared to hurt anonymous people. Yawn. At his trial he made standard terrorist accusations against this country. Most, not untrue. But if his acts were really about persuading he would of done the Buddhist monk thing and lit himself on fire. Listen to Robert McNamara (in The Fog of War) talk about the guy who torched himself in front of the Pentagon during the Vietnam war. Wow. 30 years later and McNamara’s story had an huge effect on me.
Tuason narrowed his focus of hate to blacks and whites marrying. Fred Phelps believes . . . well, I’m not sure, but I’m assuming his train of consciousness is on that same track to crazy town.
It’s all built on hate. It’s not important to distinguish the differences in hate because they all lead to the same place; Frustration Island, where you take on the persona of Daffy Duck and live like a Scientologist trying to entice others into your deranged cult. Fortunately for all of us, the crazy train’s first stop is always dumbass junction.
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