It seems only right that the day Spring finally arrived, was also the day that Fred Phelps finally departed.
Fred Phelps -- the founding pastor of a Kansas church known for its virulently anti-gay protests at public events, including military funerals -- has died, the church said Thursday.
And I must admit that my first reaction was to put on my party tuque, turn up the music, and prepare to kickoff five days of wild celebrations.
Because I feel about his death like Christopher Hitchens felt about the death of that other anti-gay bigot Jerry Faldwell.
If you gave him an enema you could bury him in a match box.
