So….I found this

And I’m just gonna let you watch it, okay?

Okay.

 

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How to handle Fred Phelps’ Death

So by now if you haven’t heard…Fred Phelps had died.

And in case you haven’t been paying attention for the past who knows how many years, he was the leader of the infamous Westboro Baptist Church.

The Westboro Baptist Church is infamous for protesting soldiers funerals, their vehement opposition to the LGBTQ community, and most recently a Lorde concert. They have spread so much hatred that even Christians dislike them.

So, now that Fred Phelps has died…what should our response be?\

A couple responses that I found on twitter:

“That awkward moment, when you’re ecstatic someone’s dead. Burn in hell you worthless piece of trash. #FredPhelps”

“Having a no good, rotten day? Well #FredPhelps is dead. So you got that going for ya.”

I’m not going to go much further, because much to my surprise there was more loving and positive posts than I expected.

I was pleasantly surprised.

I will not in any way defend what Fred Phelps or the Westboro Baptist Church does. They have done/do some pretty terrible things. Awful, hate-filled, and despicable things.

But I will defend their humanity. They are humans, just as lost, struggling, and pain-experiencing as the rest of us. So to that end, I submit that we show them love.

Even when you were at your worst, someone has shown you love. So I submit that even when they are consistently at their worst, show them love. For love conquers all.

Please set up your voicemail

So in my internship, I’m making phone calls.

I hate phone calls.

I can and will make them.

But for goodness sake, if you have a voice mail box or an answering machine, set it up. It’s hard for me to call a number and ensure that I’m getting to the right person. And I find it frustrating. Similarly employers are going to find it just as difficult.

In this day and age, our contact and speech is quick, to the point, and very often does not involve actually talking to someone. Talking in person has become a rarity, and is now really awkward for many. Our world is quite often filled with “lol” and “brb” and “ty” and “ttyl” and so on. Our language has quickly been reduced to shorthand that everyone is expected to know.

But to actually hold a full conversation is quite difficult. I find it very frustrating when I interact with others whom lack the ability to hold a conversation, and I find myself frustrated when I cannot hold a conversation. All of this to say, when I call someone on the phone, I want to hear a message that tells me who you are, and not just something that says “Five one eight two three two seven four six nine, is not available.” That explains nothing to me, nor does it help.

Just a late night thought. I want to be sure that I’m going to reach the person I’m trying to reach just like your future employer will want to.