I spend a lot of time writing and talking about my life in the Westboro Baptist Church. As part of that I stay updated on their activity and try to provide my unique perspective of the things they say and do. To that end, I came across a YouTube video back in January of 2009.
Let me pause here and give you some back story for context. One of the affects of a theology like my father's is this tendency to dive deeper into the notion that we were a unique people in the world. If we, among all men, are chosen by God, there must be evidence in our lives, fruit if you will. So my father was always looking for fruit. But the fruit had to be unique to us to justify our dismissal of all other forms of fruit. Fred would spend hours, his fingers sliding lovingly over the pages of the Bible, sussing out evidence and justification.
Some of the conclusions he's toyed with over the years:
Where is all of this going? Harken back to the YouTube video I mentioned) Between 4:45 and 6:45 my sister Shirley is interviewed at President Obama's inauguration. Two specific "prophecies" she makes are that:
1 And I stood upon the sand of the sea, and saw a beast rise up out of the sea, having seven heads and ten horns, and upon his horns ten crowns, and upon his heads the name of blasphemy. 2 And the beast which I saw was like unto a leopard, and his feet were as the feet of a bear, and his mouth as the mouth of a lion: and the dragon gave him his power, and his seat, and great authority. 3 And I saw one of his heads as it were wounded to death; and his deadly wound was healed: and all the world wondered after the beast. 4 And they worshipped the dragon which gave power unto the beast: and they worshipped the beast, saying, Who is like unto the beast? who is able to make war with him? 5 And there was given unto him a mouth speaking great things and blasphemies; and power was given unto him to continue forty and two months.
So why would I bother writing about this? While most of the world watches them like they watch a train wreck, fascinated by the unique horror of it all, I hear from so many people who hear their nonsense and attach it to preexisting ideas in their own heads leaving them confused and terrified. I feel a strong need to demonstrate to them that my family's dogma is false. There is also a part of me that holds on to hope that somehow some of them can escape the madness of that place. If me publicly poking at them, pointing out their hypocrisy and error, can possibly bring some to their senses, I'm willing to do it.
There it is folks. Forget about the puny Mayans, the Great and Powerful Oz ... err ... WBC has spoken. Abandon hope, sell your possessions. Better yet, leave your possessions (in my name please), run to the mountains and hide in the caves.
It makes you wonder how many more of these silly predictions will we have to endure before humanity finally grows up and out of their superstitions.
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