IIRC, this article convinced me that Fred Phelps and his family was hardly worth paying attention to. He's, as they put it, "the demented uncle best left locked away in an upstairs bedroom."

Getting a querulous e-mail in response to a read receipt when it's been less than a minute since I sent it, I think, is jumping the gun a bit.

Lady, it takes time to login, fix shit what needs it, and then type a reply. I am neither an Allen, a West, nor a Quick.

Raq, that is of the suck! I mean, I understand respect for the dead. Just, aw.

Except for the google backfire thing Jess mentions that doesn't exist when you're just talking about direct mail.

I used to fill up postage paid envelopes for places I hated with scrap paper, paper clips, cat claw clippings - anything to weigh 'em down over the basic postage amount. Don't know that they actually had to pay it, but it made me feel better.

Taking part in the effort means I'd have to go to Phelps's Web site.

Heh. That's a lot of ugly to have to clean off your shirt.

Off to read bon bon's link.

We are kind of thinking about having some other Amerikaniki over for board games or something, as long as we don't wind up in the papers.

Can you perhaps phrase it as a wake?

I used to fill up postage paid envelopes for places I hated with scrap paper, paper clips, cat claw clippings - anything to weigh 'em down over the basic postage amount. Don't know that they actually had to pay it, but it made me feel better.

In the book titled Sabotage which was filled with Tales of Work Place Mischief, there was one guy who worked as a temp at a place like Rev. Phelps organization and he just fed all the letters with checks in them through the shredder.

Of course, it only takes one right wing temp at Planned Parenthood to even the score.

I should have just called to let you know why not, but phone fear! So, my apologies.

Phone fear is so something I understand. So no worries.

shrift, that lady deserves a smackdown.

We are kind of thinking about having some other Amerikaniki over for board games or something, as long as we don't wind up in the papers.

Can you perhaps phrase it as a wake?

Yeah, you're gathering as Americans to console one another.

It's Patriotism. With board games.

One's in butt-ass Virginia and has a "theme" I love these people, but the theme parties have got to stop!

I hear you. I love to dress up but am feeling tapped out on the creativity. My friend is having a robot NYE party (w/ added old school hiphop!) which is funny but I think I'm going to just put on my fave new(ish) dress and red lipstick and a button that says "Frakkin' Toaster" and say I'm a recently unboxed and totally glam Cylon (unless i find some black cargo pants in which case I'm putting on two tank tops, grey and black, and putting my hair in a ponytail and going as first season Boomer).

Yeah, you're gathering as Americans to console one another.

Hey, our very own "theme" party! We'll require black apparel.

Diplomats are not allowed to attend parties or any social function when a president dies, until the body is interred.

Wow. That's... a lot of respect to be paid.

I used to fill up postage paid envelopes for places I hated with scrap paper, paper clips, cat claw clippings - anything to weigh 'em down over the basic postage amount. Don't know that they actually had to pay it, but it made me feel better.

Yep, they had to pay it.