Jack Chick, author of "Chick Tracts", dead at 92

[Rev. Rye]

Here's some of my personal favorites:

• Lisa, wherein a doctor decides the best thing to do when you're a doctor and are confronting a child molester who gave his five-year-old daughter herpes is to preach to him and not call the cops.
  
• Unloved, wherein Jack ramps up the angst on some pour soul's life, and, just before converting, tells the guy "this had better be good or I'll jump."
  
• Boo! Wherein we learn Halloween is Satan's birthday, except it's really not (yes, this ambiguity is in the tract itself) and Satan takes the form of a jack-o-lantern headed serial killer with a chainsaw.
  
• Still no Revival? Wherein it turns out Jack is apparently a good enough fan of Family Guy that he could draw Peter and Stewie 100% on model.
  
• Here Comes the Judge, wherein Jack somehow manages to create an insanely convoluted plot in the span of his standard 40-some panels and still find the time to shoehorn in his standard Jesus spiel.
  
• First Bite wherein a witch's coven spawns the Antichrist, who can apparently survive until his teenaged years without eating, and converts to Christianity due to an encounter with his first prospective victim.
  
• The Assignment, wherein angels and demons micromanage every aspect of a man's life in order for him to possibly accept Jesus before he dies, even one girl's hair care routine.
  
• Fairy Tales, wherein we find out about a serial killer's start of darkness, namely, being told there is no Santa Claus.
  
• The Missing Day, wherein we learn that, in Jack's alternate universe, the origins of Thanksgiving are hushed up.
  
• Wassup, wherein we meet the Grim Reaper (or, apparently his Black counterpart) and his catchphrase of "Wassup?" (or, as his white brother says, "Hi, There!")
  
• Where's Rabbi Waxman, a tract I picked up in person a couple years back. I still kep it on my nightstand, between the Dostoevsky and Salinger books.
  

And that's just the tip of the iceberg. Motherfucker will be missed.