09 Jul 06 Littering != Witnessing

I keep an eye on Jack Chick’s site — not because I believe in his particular brand of fire-and-brimstone hatred, but because, well, sometimes the frothing rabid extremes carry their own odd mutative quality that fascinates. I followed a link at the bottom of one of his newly released pamphlets, which led me to a page that described how “easy” it was to “witness” by littering Chick’s pamphlets. In it, there was this paragraph:

My husband is a minister who does evangelistic work, but I am shy. I am active in my church but I wanted so much to witness to non-Christians … I have been leaving Chick tracts everywhere! I leave them on shelves in the grocery store and drug stores, on phone booths, on newspaper boxes, in restaurants, in public restrooms, at the doctor’s office. I made special trips to the local health department, WIC clinic, homeless health clinic … just to leave tracts. Even the food stamp office and Dept. of Human Services waiting rooms. The public library. Outside the high school in a bad neighborhood. I wrap them in plastic and toss them in driveways! I scan the local section of our paper for people convicted of DUI or other crimes and mail the tracts! If people did this in every town, so many could be reached. Oh yes, I send SOMEBODY LOVES ME to abortion clinics.

All I can say is … oh, dear. Oh, dear.

Listen, if you’re going to be a fundie neocon, be a fundie neocon, for Pete’s sake.