President Obama is a Savior

President Barack Hussain Obama, Commander in Chief of America Forces, has SAVED the Yazidi people of Iraq – for the time being! Our rightfully elected President sent in forces under his command to bring water and food to these defenseless people who are under attack by a murderous force who claims Mohammed and Allah bid them to slaughter Christians and other religious sects. This is not true!

While this crisis is going on, while a fellow American shows mercy towards refugees, over on Fox News, one is hearing one liar after another testify how terrible Obamacare is to the American People.

What I will be posting on is how White Evangelicals used former President George Bush to launch a covert Holy Crusade against Islam, employing lies and deceit. Jesus did not operate like a Satan. This false Crusade created the extreme danger all the Peoples of the world are in. ISIS has founded a murderous Caliphate in Iraq that give no one a choice. Join them, or die! This is the motto of extreme right-wing Christians in America, who used 911 to promote their cause. These racist monsters made our President out to be the Anti-Christ, a false Savior, in order to undermine the President of the United States.

Many white Americans are having deep trouble accepting the truth our President, is our President, least a Savior.

Open your eye! This is NOT the Battle of Armageddon as described in Revelations. That battle will never happen. This is a battle to save Christians, Muslims, and other religious sects. And this is a battle to save women and children who are being raped and murdered by ISIS.

John McCaine, the failed White Savior, along with his sidekick, Sarah Palin, have been against our President from the start. They have to accept the truth that their Savior, and their White God, did not put them into office so they can Save the World. We the People made a educated choice. Our votes were not cast by Satan. Millions of evangelicals – are insane! Many are Traitors to their country!

We have began a long war with a real enemy for real reasons. I suggest every Christian minister in America speak of unity to their flock and put down those ministers who have been speaking of treason for decades. These ministers spoke to Confederate Generals behind a pulpit, before these warriors fired on Fort Sumpter.

Come to the Mountain Top and behold the real enemies of God/Allah, below. Show mercy upon the weak and disenfranchised. Save those who pray to be saved. Save those who deserve to be saved. Obama is the answer to real prayers.

Jon Presco

The fall of Sinjar and the flight of the Yazidis into the Sinjar mountains this week – yet another terrifying chapter for the persecuted Iraqi minority group – stood in stark contrast to my memories of the far-flung region of northwestern Iraq, which I visited in November 2006. I was then embedded with an Army unit based in Tal Afar at a time when the U.S. military felt it had made significant headway against the terrorists that had spread violence through the area. The soldiers believed they were making strides toward controlling the Iraq-Syria border and rebuilding the region’s towns.

Sinjar was much like other small cities in that remote part of Iraq: Dusty, dingy, depressing. But the people there were full of hope, believing that they had emerged from a dark time and were headed toward something better. Children filled the streets and greeted U.S. troops with huge smiles, high-fives and hugs. The Yazidis profusely thanked an Army colonel as he helped unload supplies. A new Kurdish flag flew above the town square.

The mountains that sat above the city were breathtaking, a series of craggy outcroppings rising suddenly from the Iraqi flats. At Sinjar’s tallest peak, a tight-knit group of U.S. soldiers huddled in an encampment of tents that served as a signal station, where the U.S. military could send, and intercept, transmissions. That tiniest of outposts also served as protection for a sacred Yazidi shrine, an ancient mini temple with a spire that overlooked the Earth.

Though it was windy and cold, it was the most beautiful thing I saw in Iraq, one of those otherworldly sights that photos can’t capture. The sky, streaked with gray clouds, melted at the horizon into the far reaches of the desert, an illusion that hinted at something infinite. Rays of sunlight swept across the rocky cliffs like a breeze. The war, for a moment, was tiny, far away. It was not hard to understand why the Yazidis saw that place as something special, something transcendent. A haven.