The Phelps gang is picketing in Chicago with their “god hates fags” sign. Hate meets hate: there was a counter-demonstration.
Which side to take? I’m a firm believer in Myers’ Wager — who would you rather piss off, the little guy with the beard preaching peace and love, or the pitiless tentacled monstrosity from a space beyond space and a time beyond time? — so I’m going to side with this sign. Besides, she’s much cuter than
the cryptkeeper Fred Phelps.