Chick's latest tract is called It's Not Your Fault and features the roommate of a boy who committed suicide while in a group home. The police pick up a pattern of abuse and are blocked on their investigation. By this time, I figured out it was sexual abuse and assumed it would be revealed that there was a large Satanic/Masonic/Catholic cult trying to cover up their child rape. Well, no. Just a judge.
So the roommate has been moved to a group home of a woman who tells him the story of being in Rwanda during the genocide where her husband was murdered and she was raped and how she forgave them through Jesus (and the murderers/rapists are going to burn unless they repent so it's ok!). She witnesses to him and then the kid prays to Jesus and then gets a phone call that the child-raping judge is dead and a verse at the bottom indicates that GodDidIt.
Let's just get this one out of the way: Jack Chick still draws non-whites like they're from a 1940's coloring book in Birmingham.
I agree strongly that there's a lot of recriminations to be handed out all over the place for the handling of the Rwandan Genocide. Seriously.
What bothers me is the underlying message here. Apparently, all Ralph had to do to save him, his roommate, and the other children was to accept Jesus Christ and God would strike down the child-rapist. In that sense, it is Ralph's fault for not having done this earlier. If all it took to end child abuse was telling Jesus, "I love you," I'm pretty sure a good 80+% of the world's population would do it.
But that's blaming the victim. I'd rather blame Jack Chick's version of God.
Seriously?
You could have struck down his rapist at any time. You could have sent someone to witness to the judge like you did in Lisa. Instead, you allowed these children to suffer and kill themselves, not knowing Jesus, which under your rules sends them to Hell forever.
Because you love us, but not enough to actually save us?
Jack Chick's God, you send people to hell even when they're good and save the bad just because they decide to love you.
Yeah, Marcus Aurelius? What say you?
In short, Go fuck yourself, Jack Chick's God.
Live a good life. If there are gods and they are just, then they will not care how devout you have been, but will welcome you based on the virtues you have lived by. If there are gods, but unjust, then you should not want to worship them. If there are no gods, then you will be gone, but will have lived a noble life that will live on in the memories of your loved ones.



