Editing Chick Tracts (section)

==History==
Jack Thomas Chick (April 13, 1924 - October 23, 2016) was an American publisher, writer and comic book artist of evangelical Christian tracts and comic books. He has been called the most published comic book author in the world. Yes, even beyond [[/co/|DC]] with its rodeo clown characters and prostitutes. 

Chick was born deep in Los Angeles, California. The son of a commercial artist and his eldest at that, his family moved to Alabama, wherein Whacky Jacky joined the high school drama club and was most un-Christian - so much so, that the true Christians who abode there avoided him. In his own words, he claimed to be "the last man on Earth who would accept Christ." Some believe that he went from being a complete dickhead who hates everyone who then "converted" to Christianity just so he could be a complete dickhead to everyone else while using his selected religion as an excuse to insult everything around him; this is most likely true, as only a total fucktard like Jack would engage in such levels of base contrarianism. But we're getting ahead of ourselves.

After his graduation, Chick continued his drama education at the Pasadena Playhouse School of Theater on a two-year scholarship. In February 1943, and still irreligious, our man was drafted as a private in the U.S. Army. He served for three years in the Pacific theater, doing cryptography, in New Guinea, Australia, the Philippines and Japan; he was honorably discharged as a Sergeant. Chick credits his time overseas with inspiring him to translate his tracts into many different languages and says he has "a special burden for missions and missionaries". Afterwards, he returned to 'Murka.

It was here Jack Chick converted to Christianity... by listening to a radio show. John Todd's show, at that: drug-addicted-former-occultist-conspiracy-theorist-sexual-predator, John Todd. Yes, Jack Chick did not convert by reading the Bible, or searching his soul, longing for spiritual sustenance, nor did he do so for the lulz. He listened to John Todd's fucking radio show. 

If you're wondering why Chick's beliefs are so far out there that even many fundamentalists go "wait... what?", it may be because he spent a little too much time listening to Todd's show. Truly a credible source on the evils of D&D, Christian Rock and Catholicism.

In 2005, a fine thing called a heart attack struck at Chick, but failed to kill him. But it is no less a hero for trying. Shortly thereafter, he had a triple coronary artery bypass. He then returned to seclusion and <s>awaits death</s> finally kicked the bucket on October 23, 2016. One less total paranoid incompetent loony now roams the earth. However, his legacy has been so entrenched that his work will surely outlive him as his ghost-artists and writers continue to carry up his absurd views for the foreseeable future. Now, we don't claim to know what God does with folks who try to serve them but fail so spectacularly at it, but we like to imagine that Jack stood before God, cowering as the big G yells at him: "How dare you presume to speak for me! I have a mind to create a hell just to throw YOU in, Jack. You made me look like some deranged, psychopathic, egomaniacal, self centered, vain bastard... GUARDS!!! GUARDS get in here, NOW!!!!!"