Yes, I may be a lying pervert – according to the Westboro Baptist Church, but that hasn’t stopped me from playing St. Louis, and my lies and perversity get me invited to better parties frankly, so let’s just say that I am in it to win it and I am what I am and that is it.
We can make fun of the scary idiots of the “god hates fags” variety forever and never tire of it, but honestly it makes me sad. God doesn’t hate fags. God would never use those words, because – God hates HATE.
I was raised religious, known God for longer than anyone, and I say he isn’t bothered by homosexuality. He is the maker and the myth and the mind of all of it, and so why would he be against what is his own creation?
I see these poor children, holding up signs with odd slurs and even odder spelling and I think – how terrible – these full grown bullies are forcing their children into a life of hatred and homophobia and poor syntax. Give these kids a chance. They’re just kids. Wait til they’re older and start to hate in earnest. All the rage shoved into them before they could even walk and talk will come right back up and there will be hell to pay.
You can’t warn people about hatred I guess. They will hate what they will hate and there isn’t any logical or humane explanation for any of it.
One of my television heroes, Louis Theroux, brilliant son of brilliant Paul, did a documentary where he bravely went and actually lived with the Fred Phelps clan, learned all the youngster’s names, watched distant and respectful as they continued their legally questionable and publicity-starved goofball protests. He questioned their motives but was also strangely and warmly welcomed into their homes. He sat at their table and watched them through his British American glasses and he didn’t change anyone’s mind but he brought cameras in to see that what was mostly happening is that the children were doing most of the work, making and carrying hate filled signs before they could even really read.
How about “god hates child exploitation”? wouldn’t that be more appropriate?
Anyway, they say they will be protesting my show in St. Louis, the venerable and historic city that I haven’t been to in years. I am celebrating my return to the arch by timing it perfectly with this summer’s exciting gay pride festivities, and don’t think for a second that their protests will put even the slightest damper on our party.