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Drone Strike-Happy Obama at Prayer Breakfast: ‘Killing the Innocent’ Is ‘Ultimate Betrayal of God’s Will’

by Penny Starr, CNS News:

At the National Prayer Breakfast in Washington, D.C. on Thursday, President Barack Obama said that “killing the innocent” is the “ultimate betrayal of God’s will.”

But the president was talking about terrorism, not abortion:

“Extremists succumb to an ignorant nihilism that shows they don’t understand the faiths they claim to profess, for killing the innocent is never fulfilling God’s will. In fact, it is the ultimate betrayal of God’s will,” Obama said.

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3 comments to Drone Strike-Happy Obama at Prayer Breakfast: ‘Killing the Innocent’ Is ‘Ultimate Betrayal of God’s Will’

  • Hoser

    Every time this piece of Shit opens his mouth, shit comes out. Simple really. Must be his White Half. I wouldn’t wanna be labeled a Racist now…

  • Ed_B

    A Night at the White House…

    The president was just standing to give some prepared remarks to the prayer breakfast attendees when a drone burst through a window and into the room, flew its length, smashed into the podium, and exploded in a ball of fire that consumes every one of them in screaming agony…

    The president awoke with a start, a cold sweat running down his face. “Dammit, I hate it when that happens”, he mutters. He wipes his face with his PJ sleeves, settles back, and tries to get back to sleep. The same dream of retribution threatens to recur until he finally gives up on the idea. He gets up, slips on his robe and slippers, lights up a cigarette, and inhales deeply. Ah, that’s better. He reaches for his phone and says, “National command authority? This is the president. I am hereby authorizing several new drone strikes for today”, he says. He gives them the attack plan numbers from a printed sheet on a small desk next to the bed. Hanging up the phone, he heads back to bed. Michelle turns over and mumbles, “What the fuck was that all about?”. “Nothing, dear”, he says, “just another damned bad dream”. “Well hold it the hell down, will ya? I’m trying to get some sleep here”, she rasps. Laying down and turning over, he closes his eyes and not seeing the terrifying breakfast meeting dream replay itself, he begins to drift off to sleep. But this time, visions of Hell begin to form behind his eyes…

  • Dissolution

    In a somewhat unrighteous fashion, it brings me pleasure to think that the Lord will torment this pile of shit for eternity.

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