When Thatcher fucked off to the Great Beyond, I sort of celebrated, but with some discomfort. In bygone days, I'd have been happy to join in the party, but these days, I'm a little bit more circumspect. It feels wrong, somehow, to celebrate the passing of another Human Being, no matter how much you may have disagreed with them, or even have been adversely affected by their actions and decisions. Noel Edmonds is a shitbag of the first order, as far as I'm concerned, but I don't wish him dead. I just don't want him to be pushing us even further to the right than we are at the moment.
Anyway, news of Fred Phelps' imminent demise, and then death has been greeted with a sort of ironic joy in some quarters.
"We hate you because of your public hatred, and to show how much we dislike your methods, we will celebrate your death by hating you publicly"
Battle ye not with monsters I suppose.
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What's all this with Noel Edmonds?
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