Grieving Father Sues The Hideous Fred Phelps And His Westboro Baptist Church
I realize that this is America. Fee speech is a fundamental part of what it means to be an American. You are free to expresss yourself, free to say what you think (unless it’s politically incorrect, but that’s another issue), and free to protest if you want.
But if you hold up a sign at the fumeral of a young Marine killed in Iraq that says, “Thank God for dead soldiers,” then I think that someone should be free to kick the living dog crap out of you. That’s what the odious Fred Phelps and the followers in his “church” did at the funeral of Lance Corporal Matthew Snyder. From Fox News:
Albert Snyder said Wednesday he had hoped for a private funeral for his son, Lance Cpl. Matthew Snyder.
“They turned this funeral into a media circus and they wanted to hurt my family,” Snyder testified. “They wanted their message heard and they didn’t care who they stepped over. My son should have been buried with dignity, not with a bunch of clowns outside.”
Snyder is suing the Westboro Baptist church, whose members have picketed the funerals of military personnel killed in Iraq and Afghanistan, claiming the deaths are punishment for the country’s tolerance of homosexuality. The York resident is seeking unspecified monetary damages in the case for invasion of privacy and intent to inflect emotional distress as a result of the Topeka, Kan., church’s protest at his son’s funeral in Westminster in March 2006.
Good for him and I hope he wins, and wins big.
Our laws protect maggots like Phelps from getting what he truly needs to convince him that protesting at the funerals of our dead soldiers is a really bad idea: a serious butt kicking would convince him pretty quickly to keep his distance. Pain is a wonderful, convincing form of communication. Alas, in a civilized nation that just isn’t done anymore.
And, no, before anyone out there starts hollering that I’m advocating getting someone beat up, I’m not. I’m merely pointing out that respect for modern law supercedes what surely would have been an emotional response as opposed to a logical one in another time and place. That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.
So, Mr. Snyder is hitting Phelps in the next best place besides his face: his wallet. And I hope he wins. I hope he takes everything he can from this pitiful example of a human being.
Not my first choice, though. If he showed up at the funeral of one of my relatives killed honorably in the service of his country I just might have to go to jail. But, hey, that’s just me. It’s a character flaw.
But it’s one I can live with.



