[Ed. note: this post is being updated regularly to reflect new discoveries revealing just how messed up Steve McConkey is.]
I admit that I questioned whether this exposition belongs on a running blog, or anywhere. It will, after all, do no more than briefly focus attention on a person with dubious aims and substandard cognitive abilities for the benefit of a handful snickering people, and will likely result in zero net effects on the human circus as a whole. But since that sums up virtually everything I post, including things I write about myself, why quit now?
The other night, one of my many provocateur-friends called attention to a public Facebook post on the page of one Steve McConkey, who has vague connections to the track world (and whose name I immediately read as “McMonkey” thanks to this glorious parable about racism and hucksterism, a true gem in the invaluable Dr. Seuss canon).
By the time I saw this, it had elicited a predictable groundswell of full-throated dunce-yawps couched as pitying sentiments for Hawking, whom the ersatz-faithful were positively certain was now being tormented for all eternity in Hell by their boundlessly compassionate ecclesiastical fetish-figure. This kind of Hawking-bashing fun sprung up all over the Web; I’m betting that at the news of Hawking’s overdue demise, a few old-coot fundies somewhere in the Incest Belt experienced the faint stirrings of an erection for the first time since Sarah Palin was on a national ticket.
Hawking, of course, contributed an incredible amount of understanding to the world, not only in a difficult field (cosmological physics) but in the setting of 55 years of increasing physical pain and debility as a result of ALS, with which Hawking was diagnosed at age 21. He was a marvel in more ways than two: Not only did he more or less write the book on black holes, and not only did he outlive his doctors’ predictions by decades, but he had a great sense of humor. But because he was an atheist — one who, as far as I know, never had an unkind word to say about Christians or anyone else — this mob of troglodytes were electronically tripping over themselves to join the wank-fest and ejaculate biblical spooge all over the comments.
For whatever reason, this annoyed me more than the cheap bleatings of the primitive-minded faithful normally do. I understand that most Christians don’t think like this, and that within the subset that does, a lot of people are in the throes of a clinical mental illness. And I know that Hell is not a real place, but rather a construct borne of a primal desire for deep revenge on one’s conquerors or betters. But I grow weary of the “Well, the poor soul should have listened to the Lord when he had the chance!” tripe. (I think some of them believe it’s normal to hear voices.)
Anyway, I had my say there, and may have unspooled a few f-bombs in the process. But that was nothing compared to the melee that ensued when I discovered this thread.
My contributions are no longer there, so you’ll have to go to this rough copy of the page I saved shortly before Steve blocked me, which I was counting on happening and practically praying for myself. I won’t revisit the whole argument here, but Mr. McConkey, in addition to being wrong about the 1962 SCOTUS decision and refusing to admit it, also drummed up a bunch of fake pro-Christian quotes from the Founders, claimed that U.S. Congress had ordered the distribution of Bibles in schools before there even was a U.S. Congress, and in general went through the same hackneyed litany he and his ilk invariably do in such settings. But when he realized that he couldn’t score any rhetorical points, he told me repeatedly that I must be gay, and that my books must not be selling well, and so on. When I tired of being unable to exit this bog of lunatic theology on my own, I ramped up the insults hoping he’d pull the trigger, but it wasn’t until one of Steve’s brethren suggested I be blocked that he did so.
Naturally, being a wounded and rather craven sort, he immediately posted this, believing that I would be unable to respond. (3/19/18 note: He appears to have deleted the post yesterday or this morning, but you can still read it, along with most of the comments it wound up drawing, here.)
Some of the best replies:
Steve McConkey: “I wanted to use him as an example. Most Christians do not know what is out there. That being said, it was like a broken record. Non-stop.”
Right, no Evangelical Christians are aware that people criticize the things they say, which meshes perfectly with their constant complaints of being persecuted all over America. And on the matter of nonstop broken records, Steve McConkey has literally made it his top life priority to combat equitable treatment of gay people — he even says so himself.
Dean Barker: “The other thing they do Is trick you into dismissing the Bible as an authority. They’ll say it’s circular logic. Meanwhile there are not any sources they are prohibited from using.”
Another good point — using Bible passages to support the veracity of Bible passages is not circular logic at all, and don’t let some heterosexual faggot who poses with statues in the mountains tell you otherwise. And it’s totally unfair to refer to extra-biblical sources of evidence, like historical and scientific facts, to refute circular arguments.
Joetta Novax Lewis: “it is always sad to see someone so rebellious. When I read his comments, I thought he is either under the complete influence of the evil one or the Holy Spirit is chasing him and he is floundering and rebelling.”
False dichotomy alert! The whole reason I am floundering and rebelling as I race pell-mell from the Holy Spirit, setting a series of unofficial masters running records in my self-propelled joyride to Hell, is because I am under complete influence of the evil one.
And my favorite so far, from one Cherrill Gay Clifford:“I cannot pray ‘for’ him. I pray against people like him including the jerk who posted a foul response to my original post here. I blocked him too. God does not require of us that we allow evil to take up our time & energy.”
Damn, doesn’t this lady (who claims to have a journalism degree, probably from 1915 or so, and has a fake news story posted on her wall as I type this) realize that if she counterprays, it’ll dilute everyone else’s pro-Kevin prayer effort? The least she could do if she doesn’t want to get me right with God is simply abstain.
This stuff is so crazy standing on its own that I almost feel bad for even invading their cocoon of ecclesiastical madness. But then I recall the other crap these Haldol-deficient goons have spewed about Hawking, and I don’t feel sorry for them at all.
So I think I may have a rejoinder or two. Here’s where it gets really bad.
Steve McConkey has more than a passing interest in other people’s sexual preferences. In fact, he has literally made attempting to keep gay athletes out of the Olympics and other sports, and basically conduct a one-person crusade to eradicate homosexuality from the world altogether, his full-time job. As of this unflattering profile in a local news outlet four years ago, Steve evidently lived on handouts and his wife’s earnings as a substitute teacher so he could pursue his “Christian” obsession without the annoyance of gainful employment getting in the way.
McConkey and his wife, Liz, a substitute teacher, founded 4 Winds in 1988 to strengthen the faith of athletes who identify as Christian and to spread the faith to others. The nonprofit organization operates out of the couple’s Madison apartment on a ‘shoestring budget’ funded by private donations, said McConkey, the sole employee.
After a local Unitarian rebuffed rebuffed Steve and his quest in an e-mail to the reporter, expressing annoyance that a fire-breathing idiot like Steve was even given a platform, the reporter did a follow-up column. Steve had this to say about the resistance to his views and behavior:
“I really don’t feel like a minority in this situation. At the same time, it really doesn’t matter to me if I am. When I face the Lord, he’s not going to ask me which opinion polls I read.
“What people have to realize with my testimony is that I was on the very bottom due to drugs and alcohol. I was living a very immoral life. I’m a fallen person. I don’t hate (homosexuals), because I understand the human condition.”
It’s funny that he says he doesn’t care about opinion polls, because in a related “article” for Christian Newswire two days later — one of countless pieces in which he quotes himself and only himself — he
notes that he “speaks for most evangelicals as 78% oppose homosexuality.”
All he’s doing here is stating the obvious: Most people, including a lot of Christians, understand that Evangelicals are whackjobs, of no service to a progressive society or to Christianity itself.
That is all from four years ago, after the 2014 Games in Sochi, and he’s still at it, including the entertaining quoting of himself.
In 2003, McConkey started fighting the International Olympic Committee for allowing transgenders in the Olympics. He was the only one who stood against this publicly.
From there, the transgender movement spread to state high schools, the NCAA, NFL, NBA, MLB, and the military. Steve has fought this LGBT agenda every step of the way.
So, he’s gone after the IOC because it allows gays and transgender people into the Games and gone after Nike for supposedly having ties to Planned Parenthood as well as pro-SSM efforts in Oregon. There’s no quest more assured of absolute failure than one nutbag with a laptop in Wisconsin trying to take down probably the two most all-around powerful sports organizations on the planet. I’m certain Steve has that wired into his martyr complex.
Steve McConkey claims that he has been a part of unsuccessful efforts to ban gays from the Olympics, the U.S. Military, various professional sports, and society in general. Emphasis on “unsuccessful” mine, because bragging about fighting 15 straight years’ worth of losing battles (and likely far more; this guy is in his sixties and “found Jesus” in 1976) is a poor way to sell your activism skills, and labeling this garbage “standing up for Christian athletes” makes it very easy for people who might otherwise remain disinterested to dismiss all of Christianity as a giant cesspool of backward and blinkered yokels.
Finally, has anyone ever sat down with one of these idiots in person and tried to patiently explain that not discriminating against gay people is not the same thing as “promoting homosexuality”? If so, what happens? Does smoke start coming out of their ears? It’s not a difficult distinction to make. I don’t think anyone should be discriminated against on the basis of being Yankees fans, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to start urging people to start cloaking themselves in Derek Jeter jerseys.
Steve McConkey, in summary, ekes out a living by extracting cash from people who may or may not realize they are funding a one-person hate group, and gets to dodge paying taxes on his “business” because going after queers is just God’s work. To steal from Vincent Vega in Pulp Fiction, I almost wish that I really were gay, so that I could enjoy a genuine rage-rush instead of just getting snarky.
And, I was gonna leave this unsaid, but…wasn’t there a writer or something who said that when people argued too vehemently about something, it might be instructive to look carefully at their motives?
I think that’s more than sufficient to establish what a wreck of a person Steve is, but I’ll leave you with some dessert in the form of other recent samplings from his Facebook timeline:
Addendum: Google the term “Steve McConkey” gay (exactly that, quotes around his name and nowhere else) and behold the shit-river of insanity that graces your screen. Steve, who can barely string simple words into a coherent sentence, claims he’s done genetic research establishing that homosexuality is not a heritable trait. He also wrote something two months ago that was so over the top that even he recognized how bad it was and removed it, but the Wayback Machine preserved it.
The most apt extended tagline for this guy I can think of: “62-year-old career homophobe who somehow earned a masters degree 37 years ago but has chosen to survive through online panhandling to support his obsession.” Just like every parent wants her child to turn out.
UPDATE 1: Steve is expressing consternation that gay people are upset with a guy who has spent decades doing little besides trying to prevent gay people from enjoying the same rights that he, a lazy, stupid man who has never held a job despite claiming to have earned a master’s degree in 1981, enjoys. He really thinks he’s a civil and swell guy.
If I didn’t know how clueless Evangelicals tend to be about practically everything, I would be surprised that so many of Steve’s acolytes are willing to comment on his public posts in the way that they do. Steve will never be applying for a job himself, so he’s in the clear in that limited respect, but the rest of those yutzes might want to bear in mind that an employer or potential employer can read those public posts using any Facebook account. The only mitigating factor is that most of the members of that mob are unemployable anyway, not counting gigs like wiping the spunk off the backs of the seats at porn theaters between shows.
It won’t be long before Steve is no longer making public posts of this nature anyway. He may not know this, but I do.
UPDATE 2: Steve has expressed real or feigned paranoia that this post, in particular the last line in the above paragraph, represents an actual threat to his safety.
Normal people understand exactly what I mean by it; hapless drones like Steve are incapable of such dialectic feats.
I knew something like this would happen. Steve McCoskey is a half-crazy, half-mean dimwit with a comparatively large social-media following of outright lunatics. (I’m not kidding. Look at some of the accounts of his commenters.) In such scenarios, the followers invariably rush to assure the dimwit in charge that anything he says is valid. It’s very much a Trump-dimwit America set-up, scaled down by about six orders of magnitude. Steve, hunkered down in Wisconsin with his life being sustained by handouts from the masses and probably his adult children, realizes that he is powerless to do anything to affect the world in the ways he wants to. He can’t actually wipe gay people off the planet. So he seeks, and receives, online validation instead.
I like to think that if my best friends in the world consisted of a small Internet army of plainly disturbed people, I would change something about my approach to life. But that, of course, would only be possible with a modicum of insight.
It is absolutely surreal to see a bunch of unhinged, desperately ignorant people referring to me as the crazy one in Steve’s post. Not merely because they themselves are delusional, but because they don’t even know what or whom they are all screaming about, because Steve lacks the integrity to link to this post so that his readers can see exactly what he’s labeling a threat (not that this would make any difference).
Steve is a liar, but more than that, he is propelled in life by fear — of his inner desires, of what people observe about him, about his own past deeds. To expect him to act with any degree if rectitude would be delusional in its own right.