The Weird World of Chick Tracts
There was a brief time in my life when Chick tracts were my obsession. I was 12–14. It was the early ’90s. Michael Jordan was dunking on fools in the NBA. Bill Clinton was sneaking thots in around the back of the White House. The color red fell out of fashion in Russia. And some nerdy goober named Bill Gates was trying to sucker everyone into using “doors,” or “hatchways,” or some software program named after a type of building opening. “Trapdoors?”
Marvel and DC Comics were still considered silly little children’s picture books, save for the big league film adaptations of Superman: The Movie and Batman. Big props to those hipster OGs who were into Iron Man and Thor before the MCU made it cool.
But while every other kid my age was into normal things like Stan Lee’s stuff, Teenaged Mutant Ninja Turtles, Vanilla Ice, learning how to put condoms on bananas in school, and this new music subgenre freaking out all the white parents called “gangster rap,” I was the cool cat on the block who was into these little prosletyzing booklets called Chick Tracts.
What are Chick tracts? They’re little comic books that spead the Gospel of Jesus Christ from an evangelical Christian perspective. Each features a fictional story about a lost sinner learning about Christ dying on the cross for their sins, and then either repenting and entering heaven, or…
