According to reports, Fred Phelps is on his deathbed in hospice care. I have been reading up on it and the reports vary. Most of them are based on a facebook post by his son, though a couple sources say that his son is “not well informed.”
In case you have been living under a rock, Fred Phelps is the founder of the Westboro Baptist Church in Topeka, Kansas.
What is the Westboro Baptist Church, you ask? WBC is a
hate group church that has been all over the news for over a decade. They have made a name for themselves by protesting funerals and events, screaming about the “fact” that “GOD HATES FAGS.”
According to his son, Fred was excommunicated from the church he founded sometime during 2013. If the other members of the Westboro Baptist Church are any indication, Fred is a lonely man.
Allow me to explain. According to the few members who have broken free of this group of hate mongers, church members were not allowed to have friends outside of the church. The church is all that they needed. And once they left or were forced out, they had no friends from within the church. So, Fred has no friend in the church or from without. And remember that he is the one that started all of the hatred flowing within this church… So, Unless he was excommunicated for a sudden change of heart – chances are, he’s still spewing it. That means that he’s not going to be making any new friends, either.
Most people are screaming that we should picket his funeral. Show him the same amount of love that he showed us, and those around us… and I just… I can’t bring myself to be like this. I can only… feel sorry for him.
Fred Phelps, provided the reports are true, is dying… Alone. Yeah… he has his faith to keep him company… but a faith centered on hatred like he feels… is cold comfort.
I honestly feel sad for him. I know… I know… I probably shouldn’t. He and his family have personally assaulted me verbally, protested the death of a friend of mine, protested 9-11, and insulted, protested, and spat on friends of mine (that’s right, I have “Fag” friends). People that I consider family…
For the record, family is the term used within the LGBT community for those of alternate sexual orientation. I have explained to my LGBT friends that I am not family, but I am family friendly, and I was told “You’re a cousin.”
His treatment of my friends should have me cheering and screaming in joy that this man is dying… But I just can’t.
I can’t get past the fact that he is going to die alone. And I feel sorry for him. I know that is not at all what he would want. He would probably tell me that I am mentally handicapped because god hates me or something… And that’s fine.
I, honestly, would sit there with him. I don’t think anyone should die alone.