Showing posts with label M4. Show all posts
Showing posts with label M4. Show all posts

Friday, November 19, 2021

KYLE ACQUITTED

 



Kyle Rittenhouse, popularly known as the Kenosha Kid, was acquitted on all charges today. Turns out it's not illegal to defend yourself against felons, pedos, and wife beaters in Kenosha. 




And we have to ask, who or what were paying these goons to set fire to this flyover Wisconsin town. Don't say Democrats. Someone once said, "In '68 they went full riot and Democrat civic authority stopped it, but not today, they encourage it."




Exactly, to the point where kids with rifles are out there protecting businesses from Bolshevik nihilists. But not just any Bolshevik nihilists, these people are corporate sponsored, media darlings.




Unlike Kyle, who, I hope, sues them into oblivion. Speaking of money, how much ca$h has BLM put into black neighborhoods? You know, 'coz Black Lives Matter so much. Would that be... none? Beachfront mansions all 'round.




In the meanwhile, Kyle walks, what a great result. I wasn't show trial expecting it.




Your Respectful Friend,

LSP

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Operation Jade Helm


It's that Operation Jade Helm time of year again, and I like nothing better than to invite some of the operators up onto the porch for coffee and easygoing talk about hunting, gear, tactics, philosophy, politics, and the state of the Anglican Non-Communion. 

Good times, and I can tell you this. They're not too thrilled at the prospect of Hillary Rodham Clinton becoming Commander-in-Chief. No sir.

Spot the Operator

But maybe that's a fading prospect, along with the chances of SCOTUS upholding what everyone has always thought obvious. Namely, that marriage is something that occurs between a man and a woman.



If they don't, as appears likely, I will disobey their law and so will the Missions.

Train hard, think positive, fight easy.

LSP

Friday, October 3, 2014

Why America's Not Ready For Ebola



Because nothing says 'safety precautions' like rolled-up sleeves on a HazMat suit...


Thanks, ZeroHedge, for that.

And while we're at it, how's our "boots on the ground" war on Ebola doing, as ISIS savages close in on Baghdad?

According to one military source, "The 5.56 caliber round is comparatively small. Ideally suited to engaging a small but deadly virus."

Stock food and water, buy ammo, learn to ride. If you haven't done these things already.

That's my advice and I'm sticking to it.

LSP

Saturday, June 6, 2009

What A Filthy Mess! Canine Postscipt

Dirty, very, very dirty. But don't me wrong, I'm not making a thinly veiled attack on the ethical standards of TEC (The Episcopal Church) and its ongoing legal blitzkreig against Christians. No, not even against its leaderene Boy Bishop, Katherine Schori and the Archdruid of Canterbury, Rowan Williams, not a bit of it - I'm referring to the old Marlin Model 60 pictured above.

It belongs to a parishioner who was complaining that her rifle wasn't feeding or ejecting properly, so she brought it in from the truck and sure enough, it was a tribute to the weapon that it worked at all. Anyway, I gave it a clean while she went off to clean the church - a fair swap, I figured.

A bit of elbow grease later and all was well; then the door bell rang and low and behold! Three policemen with M4s.

"Is there a person out the back with a rifle?"
"Just me Officer. I was cleaning it. You see, I'm the priest."

I showed them the Mod. 60, resisting the temptation to ask for a look at the assualt rifles and off they went - no harm done. It seems that my DWN (Dog War Neighbour) had lodged a complaint. I felt bitter. First its incessant pit bullian barking and now spurious visits by the Storm Troopers, God bless 'em...

So off I went thinking uncharitable thoughts when who should roll up but DWN himself. He didn't look too well but managed to shuffle up for a chat.

"Sorry I called the police, preacher."
"Thanks."
"See, I figured you were gonna shoot my dogs."
"No, I'm not going to shoot your dogs."
"See, I don't feel so good..."

And with that, DWN lifts his shirt to reveal a massive scar running the length of his belly. I'll spare you the details but he thanked the Lord that he was still alive and I assured him of my prayers, as he assured me that he wouldn't dial in an airstrike next time I cleaned a rifle at the back of the house.

The dogs still bark but I've increased in charity so it doesn't seem so bad and the Model 60 fires fine. The police are happy with their M4s and have invited me down to their range, which is alright by me. As for TEC, Schori, Williams & the secular humanist project, I'm not so sure, but that's a different story.

Have a blessed Feast of the Trinity.

LSP