As a 16 y.o. runaway from extreme peer bullying and parental neglect; specifically after being "outed" in a redneck town, it was one fat, boisterous idiot of a preacher who instrumented the lynch mob who literally "ran me out of town". This was precisely the hateful crap he was stirring that caused incidental mob mentality that I know nearly a whole certain town is horrified to look back upon. Fred Phelps himself was invited, and drove all the way there to head up this riot. It was like something out of a horror flick: invited to a "party in my honor", that was quickly revealed to be a hatefest, with Fred Phelps himself at the helm. From the moment I walked in the door he lit into an in-my-face spitting litany of my evils with family and community members teasing and touting "praise cheezus" all around. I left with a whole crowd chasing me down the street. I only stayed home long enough that evening to pack a backpack and head out, never to return. This was after many other pronounced anti-gay incidents that were escalating in severity.
I've spent my whole life attempting to live down that moment. If I could sue every one of the idiots who took part in that dipshit scenario I would not hesitate for one second.
Certainly disturbing to hear him confabulate "they're all pedophiles who would snatch up your children". Holy crap what a oxymoron, knowing so many gays my age and older who have no interest whatsoever in "chicken". Odd conflict with me is, being very, very lucky to have run across a gay pedophile (if you will, he had more genuine humanitarian interest in getting me off the street than playing with my pee-pee) who sheltered, fed and street-schooled me till I was nearly 18.
I feel sorry for those who get brainwashed into the "moral superiority" mindset he's obviously instilling his children with. Especially those who will have major mental and familial obstacles to overcome should any turn out gay.
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