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Sharron, The Angle of God, who told her supporters that God is behind her candidacy which, while it may not provide much cash, certainly has a certain caché to it, now says that Barack Obama and Harry Reid (whose Senate seat she wants), and Nancy Pelosi are violating the First Commandment by supporting entitlement programs.  They--get this straight--are trying to make our government God! 

She said, "We're supposed to depend upon God for our protection and our provision and for our daily bread, not for (sic) our government." 

I wish she were right.  We could fire police and firemen, and the Army and Navy, too, and quit our jobs, I guess, if God were on the job, providing protection and provisions and daily bread.  As you know, the Angle of God is opposed to abortion, even in cases of rape and incest, even when God is not on the job providing protection and provisions and daily bread.

The Angle has a brand new communications director, and he got right to work!  Mr. Jarrod Agen sent a clarifying statement to a reporter that seemed to make Harry Reid a Dark Overlord, something out of The Kingdom of Mordor. 

"Only the supreme arrogance of Senator Reid would believe that he has a divine right to rule over mere mortals by ramming through Obamacare, billions in reckless spending, and yes, buying cocaine for monkeys," Agen said. "The fact is, Reid has acted like he's all-powerful and accountable to no one. People are frustrated because, like Sharron, they understand Washington has become a giant, unseen, omnipotent force whose presence is felt in all our lives whether we like it or not."  (Quoted from Sam Stein)

Later the Angle Campaign told the reporter that the statement was facetious. 

It isn't facetious to say God is your political angel (I like that!  God is Angle's angel!), but is is facetious to say Harry Reid is an omnipotent force.  Well, that makes sense.  If Harry were omnipotent, he would be breaking the First Commandment.  (Thou shalt have no Harry gods before me!)

Now the only question is, how many lunatics are there in Nevada?  Can they pull this one off?

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