His tracts were grotesque caricatures of Christianity and rival the perverse representations of the faith best found in the cult of Westboro NOT Baptist NOT Church. And he’s dead.
God willing, his views will die soon too. There are lives worth mourning when they are brought to their end and people by whom the world was made just a little bit better. Chick wasn’t one of them and it would be profoundly hypocritical to feign sorrow.
When cancer is cut out of a body, no one is sad.