So, let’s say you’re walking down the street and you hear Diana Ross’ “I’m Coming Out” blaring from a huge house. And let’s say you’re at a university. Say… the University of Chicago. And let’s say the big house is a frat house. And let’s say that as you walked by this big frat house at the University of Chicago, with “I’m Coming Out” blaring from the windows, that a whole passel of fratboys spilled from the doorway.
And let’s say those frat boys are attired in the clichés of gay garb: scantil;y-clad, tank-tops, short-shorts. And let’s say they start gyrating and mock-humping each other and waving their hands in the air (wavin’ ‘em like they just don’t care) to the music. Are they gay? Are you gay? Are they mocking gays? Are they mocking you for being gay?
As it turns out, the men of Α Δ Φ (Alpha Delta Phi) at the University of Chicago were getting in the faces of that enchanting Phelps family from Westboro Baptist Church, those hate-filled purveyors of venomous religiosity. And we heartily applaud them, we heartily give them nonsexual, consensual manhugs and we give them this week’s Green on Thursday award. You rock, Α Δ Φ:
Video: Α Δ Φ trounces Westboro Baptist
(via Towleroad)







Awww, makes me fondly remember my fraternity days!
i once went to a westboro counterdemonstration – outside the old stonewall bar when it was designated a national historic landmark. it was WAY tamer than these guys. they’re great.
That?
Is made of awesome and win in the best possible mode of counter-protest.
If there isn’t a massive female impersonator orgy taking place when Rev. Phelps finally up and dies, I will be disappointed…
Although, to be honest, I won’t be at all surprised if it is someday discovered that the Phelps clan has a deep dark secret squickier than a V.C. Andrews plot.
Awww! That brought a little tear to my eye! If frat boys were that awesome in my college days, I would have been a whole lot sluttier!