Remember those poorly-drawn little comic books that you used to find around pay phones and other public places? you know the ones that told you you needed to repent or go to hell and how evil this world is and blah, blah, blah. (And hey, I don't know anybody who loves comic books more than I do, but if they provide your Road to Damascus experience, something is wrong with you.) Those were all done by a man named Jack Chick, and he may not be a great artist, and his theology might be hateful and narrow-minded, but the man is zealous. He's done dozens maybe hundreds of these chick-tracts (which is what he calls those little comics).
Anyway, he's still at it. Now he's trying to save the world from a fictional English schoolboy.
I despise all book burners, but the ones who have it in for Harry Potter irk me the worst. Your kid has finally found a series of books he or she is passionate about, and they're experiencing one of the great joys of life -- losing oneself in a book, something that will enrich their lives immeasurably for as long as they live. What should we do about? Take them away, of course. Make our kids as fearful and ignorant as we are.
Go to hell, Jack Chick.
2 comments:
LOL! Jack Chick's stuff is considered comedy in some circles these days.
I can recall back around 1980 going to a theater (location purposely not stated) where they were showing 'Reefer Madness'. The air was so thick with pot smoke you'd get high from just breathing!
For a real vintage snort of Jack Chick, I highly recommend the Dungeons & Dragons book!
I agree. Jack's stuff is considered comedy in many quarters. Case in point: there are a bunch of short films based on actual Chick Tracts over at www.316now.com. These are a laugh and you will really get it!
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