For approximately 8,758 hours a year, the United States of America upholds one of its most cherished values, the freedom of religion. For the other couple hours, its government gathers together to tell Jesus, "Just kidding. We totally all believe in you. Give us a high five." Yes, it's the first Thursday in February, which means the National Prayer Breakfast was this morning. And, luckily, God was able to nail down some of the top media superstars of the moment for His annual meal. For one, Gabriel Giffords' husband, Mark Kelly. Also, President Obama, of course.
<i>It is also true that the privately-run National Pray Breakfast is a tradition of a shadowy evangelical outfit known as The Family. Journalist Jeff Sharlet documented in his book, The Family: The Secret Fundamentalist at the Heart of American Power, that the annual event is the outward public face of a rather sinister evangelical group which seems to have been on friendly terms with dictators the world wide. U.S. politicians and foreign dignitaries turning out for the obligatory chance to wear religion on their sleeves grant credibility to a fringe evangelical group that most emphatically does not believe in the separation between church and state.</i>
<i>It is also true that the privately-run National Pray Breakfast is a tradition of a shadowy evangelical outfit known as The Family. Journalist Jeff Sharlet documented in his book, The Family: The Secret Fundamentalist at the Heart of American Power, that the annual event is the outward public face of a rather sinister evangelical group which seems to have been on friendly terms with dictators the world wide. U.S. politicians and foreign dignitaries turning out for the obligatory chance to wear religion on their sleeves grant credibility to a fringe evangelical group that most emphatically does not believe in the separation between church and state.</i>
yeah what&#039;s up with the level of cowardice here? usually trolls like to flaunt their out-sized ideas and bellies.
i would go to a national prayer breakfast for eggs benedict.
but then, i&#039;m a tramp.
<i>and make me an instrument of his will</i>
Um, has anyone told Barry that&#039;s invoked as part of the Divine Right of Kings? Sounds like he was using an old W crib sheet.
The Flying Spaghetti Monster meanwhile quietly bides his time, counting the faithful while condeminng the others to overcooked pasta.