We continue to be amazed by Jack Chick. He was born in 1924, so he’ll be 92 this April. Although his output has been slowing down, and his “newsletter” hasn’t been updated for months, he’s still producing his unique material. We cheer whenever we see a new one
Today is remarkable, because Chick has just announced two new tracts. The first is Gold Fever. It’s about gold miners in the old West, mostly evil, godless men. One of them, just before he dies, gets saved by a preacher. Children may like the thing, but it’s not about creationism, or Noah’s Ark, or anything else we like to write about, so it has no appeal to us.
The second tract isn’t about creationism either, but it’s remarkable for its chaotic plot. The title is The First Jaws. We read the whole thing, and, like the tale of Jonah in the bible, we have no idea what it’s all about. The best part was the pic we copied and placed above this post. We particularly liked the “Yuuuck!” Very inspirational.
Aside from these peculiar products of his later years, it’s impossible to overstate the importance of Jack Chick. Kent Hovind cites him as an authority, and Chick cites Hovind. If you haven’t yet seen his comics, you can read them online using the links in this post: Creationist Comic Books. They’re classics — especially Big Daddy?
As we’ve done before with posts about Jack Chick, we’re declaring this to be an Intellectual Free Fire Zone. Talk about whatever you think is interesting — science, politics, philosophy, etc. Banter, babble, bicker, bluster, blubber, blather, blab, blurt, burble, boast — say what you will. But beware of the profanity filters.
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