So muslims keep beheading people in the name of their "god"...
Why do they keep doing this? Do they think it helps their cause and if so, what is their cause?
bbc.com/news/world-africa-29352537
So muslims keep beheading people in the name of their "god"...
Why do they keep doing this? Do they think it helps their cause and if so, what is their cause?
bbc.com/news/world-africa-29352537
Their cause is getting credit by their imaginary friend to achieve a better afterlife.
And since no one can disprove an afterlife with science they will believe it until the end. Sadly they won't have a chance to regret their decision to do stupid stuff then.
Terrorists have no religion.
Thats a guy declaring himself a muslim but he is not.
This story is from September last year, OP is just looking to cause trouble.
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
War and poverty leads to radicalism.
They behead for shock value. They really do it to gain Western media attention, pretty sad actually..
And also: more heads for the headgod!
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Well for starters its more gory and gruesome then simply putting a bullet in someone's head.
Or maybe they're running out of bullets..
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
'Twas a cutlass swipe or an ounce of lead
Or a yawing hole in a battered head
And the scuppers clogged with rotting red
And there they lay I damn me eyes
All lookouts clapped on Paradise
All souls bound just contrarywise, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!