
From Carl to Carla to Christ. Art by "RLS" - © 1983 Dann Slator
From Carl to Carla to Christ (FCCC)
Art by "RLS" - © 1983 Dann Slator
First Published: December 28th, 2025
Introduction ⇑ ⇓
| Happy holidays, dear readers. As proud soldiers in the War on Christmas, today we are dissecting From Carl to Carla to Christ, a tract not by Jack Chick that has very little, if anything, to do with the holiday. | |
| Yes indeed. Today we're having a look at one of Chick's disciples who we've kind of overlooked until now. A man by the name of Chaplain Dann.
Dann Slator was one of Chick's early converts, having been turned on to Christianity by one of his early flipchart presentations. He and Chick would become friends soon after, with Slator frequently using Chick tracts in his own proselytizing. Chick would immortalize his efforts by having him preach directly to the main characters in two different Chick tracts, both drawn by Fred Carter. He would also have a character named after him in a Crusaders comic (Sabotage, the beginning of Chick's KJV Only wingnuttery) and later Chick would write a straight up biographical comic about his life. He also wrote tracts. |
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| Chaplain Dann, like many of his ilk, was inspired by Chick to create tracts of his own. But unlike many of the others, it cannot really be said he had anything approaching ‘talent.’ His earliest tract was apparently Cowboy’s Last Round-Up in which his self-insert argues for his religious views with other characters in walls of text that make one’s eyes glaze over.
This is actually a recurring element of his output: the text regularly dominates the panels, though arguably that’s a blessing. One notable exception is a “Native American edition” of Chick’s This Was Your Life which, of course, he did not write. His edition is definitely not racially insensitive in any way. From Carl to Carla to Christ is one of his less verbose tracts, and that did not do it any favors, as we shall see. An important thing to note is that despite the, ahem, unique look of the artwork in this tract and others of his, he actually did not draw the art himself for several of them. At least three of his tracts, From Carl to Carla to Christ being one of them, have the art credited to an “R.S.L.” According to his “autobiography” From Cowboy Trails to Soldier Tales, this individual, inconsistently referred to as either “Rod” or “Rob,” was an ex-gay convict who, of course, “became straight” after finding Christ. Dann does not give a clear account of whether he himself played a role in the inmate’s “conversion,” although a later summary of the tract gives the impression that he did. Regardless, it is likely the case that Rod/Rob was the real Carl/Carla/Christ. |
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| Hi everyone! This is my first dissection and what we have here is essentially an inferior version of Wounded Children (not that it was high art to begin with). Still, there’s many things here to unpack and poke fun at. As for the fact that this tract has nothing to do with Christmas...well, it has Christ in it, so I think it’ll do fine. | |
| It's certainly great to have you, Bartek. Welcome aboard, thanks for all the fish, abandon all hope, yadda yadda yadda…
Well, this is certainly something completely different. Do you remember when you were young and your Pop-Pop would come on over for the holidays or family dinners or something and tell you just the most completely outlandish stories you've ever heard? But he managed to tell them with such absolute, heartfelt sincerity that your seven-year-old brain just totally bought it all hook, line, and sinker? Well, imagine your Grandpappy was also a YUGE fan of Jack Chick, to the point where he dedicated a large portion of his life to not only littering the globe with Chick's propaganda, but also tried to scribble out some of his own. Put all that together and you'd have “Chaplain” Dann Slator. This is a man who claimed to have such an interesting life that Chick used him as a plot device in two different tracts and two full-sized comic books, one of which was a dramatic retelling of his life complete with abusive and neglectful parents, childhood hell-raising, military insubordination, and a whole host of accomplishments that most definitely really occurred. Also, much like your grandfather who had an unfortunate habit of mentioning how Obama was surprisingly articulate despite being… you know… “one of them”... and how he had absolutely no problems at all with that friendly and flamboyant gentleman who works down at his wife's hair dresser just so long as he stays away from kids and doesn't go around “rubbing it in everyone's faces”, Dann had some rather unfortunate and regressive ideas when it came to gay people. This led him to pen what is perhaps one of his most outrageous attempts to ape Chick's process and style with the subject of today's dissection. He was far better at hiding his disdain and contempt for LGBTQ individuals than Chick was behind a facade of good-natured concern and doddering confusion over some of the finer points gay culture. But in the end his work was no less condescending or harmful despite it. For easier reading by our audience, the original scans of this tract have been cleaned up and “remastered” by yours truly, and you can swap back and forth between the original and clean versions by mousing-over the images below. Without further ado, we give you From Carl to Carla to Christ. |
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| Knowing what's coming up, it seems pretty clear that they're going for a Glen or Glenda thing with the title, but the way that it's parsed suggest that either he ended up changing his name to Christ or he was initially worshipping the great deities Carl, and then later Carla, before finally converting to Christianity. | |
| Before we get too far into the weeds on this one, I suppose we should address the 1,200 pound pink elephant in the room. I'm loathe to misgender or deadname anybody, even a fictional character if it can be at all avoided. But Carl(a) themself uses such a confused and nonsensical mishmash of names and pronouns throughout this whole mess that it's hard to get a grip on just what exactly their gender identity is actually supposed to be. This is exclusively Chaplain Dann's fault and Carl(a) here isn't likely to be offended by getting things mixed up. Nevertheless, I'm going to do my darndest throughout and I'd encourage our readers to try to be as conscientious of this when dealing with real people in the real world. | |
| Who’s this Chuck Dann’s talking about? Do they mean Chick? | |
| Uhhhh, yeah. I don't think this “Chuck” shows up in this tract at any point. There seems to be some hinted at back story that Dann either forgot to include, or couldn't manage to fit in. Given the art and shallow plot, all of the characters are basically interchangeable anyway. But you can't establish Chekov's Chuck in Act I and not have him fire off in Act III. | |
| The artwork in this tract, as well as others authored by Dann, is amateurish and not on par with Chick’s or Carter’s, but it does have some charm to it. Though I have to say that the decision to have Dann be a hyperrealistic being whose mere presence is too much to comprehend for this cartoony world is pretty funny. | |
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| “It's a boy!” Thanks, Ninja Midwife. | |
| That lady talking to Alice is bending very uncomfortably. This will leave such a crick in the back! | |
| You know, Alice, there are plenty of English gender neutral names that you can go with rather than something as aggressively male-coded as “Carl”. You're naming the whole kid, not just his weenus.
But if you ask me, this is just yet another reason to give kids more leeway in what names they prefer to go by. |
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| I realize that’s supposed to be a surgical mask but I can only see this as a ninja delivering that baby.
Also, fun fact: Chaplain Dann’s autobiography claims his own mother wanted him to be a girl, to the point of dressing him as a girl for a while. Apparently he went by the name “Bunn” during this time. |
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| Given how well that approach worked for poor David Reimer, I'd say this goes a long way to explain why both Dann and this tract are as screwed up as they are. | |
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Proverbs 22:6:
Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.So if somebody trained Carl to be a football player, he wouldn’t become gay? |
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| We seem to be playing into that old, debunked idea that parental influence can have an effect on someone's eventual sexuality. God botherers like James Dobson have been beating that tired old drum for longer than I've been alive now. It's still a load of horse bullocks, though, and that crap leads to harmful ideas like Conversion Therapy. | |
| So if the other kids pick you last for football, it turns you gay? Explains a lot about my own school life tbh. Should have put me on your team, lads! | |
Jeremiah 17:9:
The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it? What is that even supposed to mean? Is it referring to Carl or his mom? Speaking of which, I like how Carl reacts to his mother’s whining with such a face. “Eh, I dunno mom.” “My God, Carl, why can’t you at least act like a man?” I told you to take him fishing! |
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| I know Carl's meant to be a child here but it looks like he's a grown ass man in the “small” half of a Forced Perspective shot. | |
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Matthew 18:9:
And if thine eye offend thee, pluck it out, and cast it from thee: it is better for thee to enter into life with one eye, rather than having two eyes to be cast into hell fire. Remember kids, if you find a person of the opposite gender attractive, commit mutilation upon yourself! |
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| Of all the ways Christianity specifically and religion in general have dragged civilization down I think this habit of promoting the idea of “thought crime” is perhaps the most insidious. You take something that is completely natural and intrinsic to the human experience, convince people that it's wrong, and then set yourself up as the only solution to the problem. Invent an illness out of whole cloth, then sell people the cure. | |
| Of course many evangelicals would claim that men simply ‘can’t help’ attraction to women in order to justify straight-up abuse. But if a man’s attracted to another man, suddenly it’s time to break out the ‘pluck your eye out’ verse I guess. | |
| Double standards ever since Eve took a bite outta the apple. | |
| Also, if one is going to prescribe the teachings of Jesus according to the Gospel of Matthew, going by chapter 19 verse 12, it’s arguable Carl’s subsequent actions are entirely acceptable. | |
| What is that guy in a wifebeater doing? Does he just stand there all day flexing for others to see and/or to turn others gay? | |
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| Once again, we see the assumption that every gay man is a woman inside. That’s called being transgender and though the two surely can overlap, it doesn’t mean they must. | |
| Yeah, as a trans person myself the prevailing stereotype when I was younger was that trans is like What If Gay But Too Much. Chick plays into this in Wounded Children too, which follows pretty much the same plot structure as seen here, but I've also seen it in the likes of South Park and The Simpsons.
So that just led to a whole lot of “I can't be trans, I'm not even gay” flavoured repression wheeee. |
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| I mean, I did turn out to be gay. Just not in the way meant here. | |
| Yeah same lmao. | |
| They're trying to imply that if not for Bruce here telling Carl that “looking at men” makes him gay, that he would have never put two and two together and just continued on with his life in blissful ignorance. This helps them to reinforce their assertion that being gay is a lifestyle choice rather than an immutable and inborn characteristic. But honestly, this was 1983. If Carl's getting turned on by dudes, he was going to figure out he wasn't exactly walking the straight and narrow sooner or later. | |
| By the time he buys the tenth issue of Playgirl, I think he’ll start to suspect something. | |
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| Dang. “You can make me call myself Carla” is a heck of a phrase to parse. I'm guessing it's some kind of humiliation kink thing? | |
| I cannot tell what is going on with the face of the individual carrying a drink on a platter. Are they supposed to have a mustache? | |
| …and wearing a skirt? Did Carl hire, like, genderfuck femboys to cater his Coming Out party serving wine coolers and cocktail weiners or something? That's serious dedication. | |
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| “All gays are violent, abusive, and give no consideration whatsoever to matters of consent!” Do ya get it?!? | |
| Is Bruiser talking to the door or the Invisible Woman? Or maybe the poor guy’s suffering from schizophrenia. Well, that subplot ended as quickly as it was introduced. | |
| A bit of reconfiguring of the second panel and we’re one-quarter of the way to recreating “Loss”. | |
| This second panel is smacking of Wounded Children again. They really do just rip one another off over and over ad nauseum. | |
| At least David had Ted to keep him company and to give him life advice. Also, I just noticed that Bruiser’s dummy thicc. | |
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| Carla… Carla, buddy… you gotta a little… somethin' somethin’ on your face there. You might wanna, you know, get that taken care of. Know what I'm sayin’? | |
| Holy smokes it’s Popeye! Who, may I remind you, is canonically genderfluid - sorry, amphibious. | |
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| Remember the cop from Law For Kids? This is him now. Feel old yet? | |
| Even the cop gets in trouble. | |
| Busted. | |
| This guy has the vacant stare and slack-jawed grin of a recent lobotomy patient… in other words, your average police officer. | |
| Carla’s got it worse; their facial expressions over the whole tract are friggin hilarious. | |
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| I've got nothing funny to add here. This is called V-Coding. It's a practice in which trans women are put in men's prisons for the purpose of being raped by other inmates, and it's still being practiced today. | |
| Prison rape is hi-larious! Feel that Christian love… | |
| Or as it is known - the love gift. And we get a special appearance by David Carradine reprising his role from Kung Fu! | |
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| Sentenced to three years in prison by Colonel Sanders. Thanks a lot David. | |
| The Colonel is typically known to be a friend of the gays, so I don't know what's up his butt today. | |
| Must have accidentally eaten a raw chicken wing and it messed up his brain. | |
| Nah, coding in Malbolge tends to have that effect on people. Even fried chicken moguls. | |
| Galatians 6:7 says that God is not to be mocked and that whatever you sow you also reap. Apparently wanting to find somebody to love you is wrong if they’re the same gender as you. Off to prison with you! | |
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| Carla hasn't even made it through the prison gates yet and they've already managed to land a teardrop tattoo. Best to beat the crowd, I suppose. | |
| How could this happen to meeee? | |
| Why does the entrance to the state prison look like a fake tunnel painted on a wall in a Looney Tunes cartoon? | |
| So that the prisoners crash into the wall while the guards pass through safely. A new invention by Acme! | |
| I'm glad that the narration clarified that the prison is a prison in case the sign saying “state prison” wasn't clear enough. | |
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| As if the usual talking building trope wasn’t bad enough, now the entire prison is possessed by its former inhabitants! | |
| Even Chick never made his talking windows THIS horny. | |
| Chick had his own share of frenetic, chaotic crowd shots, but Dann definitely didn't have the necessary talent to pull it off anywhere near as coherently. | |
| I don’t think panopticons are supposed to work this way. | |
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| “Get in there and be quiet, you !!- *SLAM!!* OUCH! MY FACE! NOT AGAIN!!” | |
| Is nobody going to give Carla a shirt or something? | |
| This is gay prison. Nobody wears a shirt. | |
| If Carla is supposed to be transgender and not just uber-gay, it's highly unlikely they'd just be lounging around topless. This is especially true if they're constantly trying to avoid sexual assault from fellow inmates. It kinda looks like they might have had a habit of just lounging around shirtless before they were incarcerated, but it's very difficult to actually tell. Still, Dann's probably just trying to feed on an old stereotype about masculine gay people or trying to evoke the same kind of imagery that would later show up in Wounded Children yet again.
I know I'm putting in a helluva lot more thought and effort into this than Dann ever did, but I just… I can't even… |
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| Dann simply materializes out of thin air. Should’ve reacted more like this: “GAAAAAH!! WHAT THE HELL?! HOW WHERE WHEN WHO WHY?!” | |
| This hyper-realistic Chaplain Dann suddenly appearing out of nowhere sort of reminds me of the kind of Gross Up Close Ups you'd get in old cartoons like Spongebob Squarepants or Ren & Stimpy. Though there's no way Dann was actually trying to evoke a dynamic convention of western art such as this, and was probably just being lazy by doing a hasty cut-and-paste job from one of Carter's much better works. | |
| Chaplain Dann is visiting from a different plane of reality. Like Eddie Valiant in Toontown. | |
| Smile, darn ya, smile! | |
| Huh, I guess that would explain the state prison entrance. It’s just like the entrance to Toontown. | |
| Ecclesiastes is quite a pessimistic book. Chapter 2 has the narrator bemoaning how everyone, wise and foolish, eventually must die and that all the toil people go through everyday is meaningless in the end. This leads us to verse 23, which states that a man’s days of labour are filled with sorrows and grief, and that he can’t even rest at night. I get what Dann is trying to say, but trying to fit the anti-gay message within this particular verse is convoluted. Also, this verse makes it seem like gays do gay things every day as a job and they can’t even sleep peacefully cause they’re this horny. | |
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| No cutout for the back of Dann's head? I'm not sure what the precise timeline between tracts would have been but I guess he simply didn't have any copies of The Letter to work with, there's a Back-Of-Head panel of him that would have been ideal. | |
| I noticed that when I was working on the “remastered” pages. He draws exclusively from Reverend Wonderful for this. Clipart of Dann cut out from The Letter shows up in some of his other tracts, but maybe this specific one was drawn during that brief gap between when the two were first published? | |
Exodus 33:20:
And Dann said, Thou canst not see my cutout face: for there shall no man see me, and not laugh. |
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| “Someone as sinful as I am”.
Carla was pinched on a trumped-up prostitution charge and railroaded into prison. She's likely to have had direct contact and experience with drug traffickers, rapists, child molesters, and murderers. You'd think that would give her a bit of perspective on this whole thing… or is Dann's argument that homosexuality is as bad (or worse) than all of those other things? |
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| Fascinatingly only 2 verses later in Romans 10 Paul also states there is no difference between Jew and Greek, paralleling what he wrote in Galatians 3:28, where he additionally states that there is neither male nor female. For some strange reason that verse isn’t cited in this tract though. | |
| Ain't nothing wrong with cherry-picking the Bible when it suits your purpose, is there? | |
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| “Pray the gay away! A single prayer is gonna drive out all those nasty homo-demons and you’ll never want to know the other gender!* It really is as simple as it seems!” | |
| I completely misread that narration box as being connected to the word balloon for a second and thought Dann had slipped into third person. | |
| I seriously doubt if something like this ever happened that Chaplain Dann would use the individual’s chosen name. | |
| Uh-huh… you just know that Dann was likely the kind of guy to reflexively deadname somebody if at all possible. You know, for their own good and all. | |
*Sexually. |
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| Speaking of humiliation kinks… the self-denigration Christians frequently put themselves through sometimes approaches the same kind you'd see as a part of BSDM submission. We call this “Spiritual Pornography”. | |
| How is that meant to be a kink when he’s not even assuming the position? Checkmate! | |
| Honestly I’m starting to get Bride of Christ vibes here even if Carl would no longer be a bride (I guess). Considering his focus prior to this was romantic love. | |
| Well, if nothing else they sure are the sub of Christ. | |
| “I’m so sorry, Lord. I just wanted to be myself and live a happy life, content and proud of my sexuality and gender. I’m sorry I was abused and thrown to prison simply for who I was. I’m totally worthless so please brainwash me JC!”
This is such emotional manipulation bullcrap. |
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| And thus we get our “happy ending”, where Carl still has to spend 3 years in prison and will probably be a victim of the other prisoners. | |
| I was of the impression that Carl here had completely sworn off of “happy endings” now that he was going steady with Jesus, if you know what I'm saying. | |
| I mean, if all things are possible through God, who’s to say Jesus couldn’t provide one for Carl. | |
| Okay he's PROBABLY crying but the way this guy has inked the tract it could just as easily be a prison tattoo, and none of the things that could mean are good. | |
| Both Carl and the black guy are shirtless. Either nobody gets shirts in this prison, they’re taking a piss or they’re showering. | |
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| Well, that was certainly one of the tracts ever committed to paper. The aesthetic sensibilities of outsider art without the things that actually make outsider art interesting. To say nothing of the religious nuttery and bigotry. I need some eggnog, and by eggnog, I mean a bulk 1 gallon lab supply 190-proof bottle of ethanol. | |
| Like I said, it’s not as hilariously bad and ridiculous as Wounded Children, but this was still worthy of a dissection. See you around like a doughnut, Carl. Anyways, as this year draws closer to an end, let’s find the time for ourselves and our close ones to celebrate. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukkah and a Happy New Year, with more hilarious dissections to come!
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| I can't quite go as far as to say this is the worst tract art we've ever seen. The fact that someone actually wrote and someone actually drew it puts it above the kind of crap that Daniels pretends to make on an artistic basis.
This one still stings though. The artist and apparent co writer is obviously speaking from experience and communicates the mistreatment that queer people are subjected to by homophobic justice systems and the horrors that we're subjected to in prison, but still just loops round to “Welp, that's what you get for being gay should have tried loving Jesus instead, you idiot.” It's a real downer on that front, and I really hope that somehow or other, whoever this was based on had things work out in some way for them. |
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| This was certainly no Doom Town or Legitimate, Alternate Deathstyle. Perhaps I've simply been at this for too long, but I just cannot fathom how someone could become such a fangirl for Chick that he would do a complete 180 on everything he had been up to that point and spend decades sincerely trying to spread his hate as far as humanly possible. Dann's cheap knock-offs aren't nearly as grotesque in spirit as the real thing, but underneath the clumsy doodles and confused rhetoric there's still real contempt in Dann's message both for gay people as well as for the trans people he manages to confuse them with over and over again. This kind of attitude was harmful back in 1983 when this was written, and it's still harmful today.
The life and works of Dann Slator is one of the lesser known chapters of the Jack Chick saga, and one not widely known to those who are not eyeball deep in the lore as we are. Hopefully by showcasing this we can help draw attention to what some of Jack's more zealous acolytes were capable of, and this can help us to better be on alert should similar figures appear again in the future. |
Further Reading ⇑ ⇓
- Comments Section at Boolean Union
- From Cowboy Trails to Soldier Tales written by Dann Slator at Google Books
- Chaplain Dann Slator at Monster Wax
























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