Someone linked "Addicted to Hate" by Jon Michael Bell on
ebooks the other day, which is a manuscript written by a journalist looking at Fred Phelps (of Westboro Baptist). The manuscript was never published because Bell's employer refused and tried to essentially destroy all traces of the project, so Bell filed a lawsuit with the entire thing as a court document (therefore public). Here is the link to it on ebooks: http://ebooks.dreamwidth.org/87903.html
This sickened me to read.
Even if a half, a tenth, a hundredth, a thousandth of the abuse detailed is true--never mind the public acts of hatred and bigotry which are not disputable, never mind the emotional abuse, never mind the wild accusations and complete perversion of law, never mind every other thing--if a thousandth of the domestic abuse described in that manuscript happened...I don't know what to say. Acts like that get you locked up, except when it's perpetuated on your helpless family, which can't get out.
Reading it convinced me that Phelps, who eventually could not beat and emotionally/mentally destroy his children anymore, turned the full force of that onto the world, commencing his anti-gay campaign, though to call it merely "anti-gay" is an absurd understatement. He was a disgusting, sick man who tortured, isolated, and forced his family into essentially making him god.
Truly sickening.
In much happier news, I made an entire cheesecake tonight! I had the ingredients from forever, and today I finally made it. The lumps from the cream cheese would not come out no matter how long I kept stirring, but it came out beautifully.
Also now I have a 9' pie pan's worth of cheesecake, and I live by myself. I realized upon taking out the cheesecake that wow, that's a lot of cheesecake! I'm going to try to transport some of it to a meeting I have tomorrow, so someone can help me eat it. I really need to think these things through! And someone needs to figure out how to send cake through the internet.
This sickened me to read.
Even if a half, a tenth, a hundredth, a thousandth of the abuse detailed is true--never mind the public acts of hatred and bigotry which are not disputable, never mind the emotional abuse, never mind the wild accusations and complete perversion of law, never mind every other thing--if a thousandth of the domestic abuse described in that manuscript happened...I don't know what to say. Acts like that get you locked up, except when it's perpetuated on your helpless family, which can't get out.
Reading it convinced me that Phelps, who eventually could not beat and emotionally/mentally destroy his children anymore, turned the full force of that onto the world, commencing his anti-gay campaign, though to call it merely "anti-gay" is an absurd understatement. He was a disgusting, sick man who tortured, isolated, and forced his family into essentially making him god.
Truly sickening.
In much happier news, I made an entire cheesecake tonight! I had the ingredients from forever, and today I finally made it. The lumps from the cream cheese would not come out no matter how long I kept stirring, but it came out beautifully.
Also now I have a 9' pie pan's worth of cheesecake, and I live by myself. I realized upon taking out the cheesecake that wow, that's a lot of cheesecake! I'm going to try to transport some of it to a meeting I have tomorrow, so someone can help me eat it. I really need to think these things through! And someone needs to figure out how to send cake through the internet.
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Date: Mar. 27th, 2014 10:14 am (UTC)OOooh cheeeesecake... what a GOOD idea!!!!
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Date: Mar. 27th, 2014 02:23 pm (UTC)