What A Beautiful Day

 

What a beautiful day, birds sing, dogs sleep, flags wave and the sun shines down from a clear blue sky as a drug dealing ice cream van rounds the corner. It's like Spring, and I've got the front door open to air out the Manse.

Blow out those cobwebs, LSP, and take full advantage of our ancient enemy, the Weather, being in some kind of armistice mode. Enjoy every second of this fresh, clean, country day before our old adversary the Climate decides to Change and go full superheated blast furnace eschaton on the tenacious citizens of North Central Texas.

You know what it's like, it gets so hot you think the air itself is going to ignite, one careless spark and all that dust goes thermobaric. Terrifying, but for now all is good, the sacrifice of the Mass was offered at the Missions, a pot of improv Thai curry's on the stove and all is well with this part of the world.

Who knows, maybe a shoot's in order for Monday, but let's see what tomorrow brings.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

These Colors Don't Run

Which is a very good thing because it's raining furiously, in yet another chapter in the no holds barred War on Weather. Too bad, because the team was planning to go fishing but that's off the cards, who wants to get struck by lightning on Lake Whitney?

In other exciting news, check out Paul Joseph Watson's video on the hideous, totalitarian, dehumanizing fact of much of modern architecture. Buildings and cityscapes designed to atomize, alienate and destroy individuals  and communities so that all folds ineluctably under the control of the globalist super state. And note this.

The elites who are responsible for this wrecking don't live in the hells they've created for the masses. 

If you're interested in the subject, check out That Hideous Strength and the Abolition of Man by CS Lewis and Tom Wolfe's excellent From Bauhaus to Our House.

In the wake of the flood,

LSP

Salute The Flag

But which one? I'd have thought that was obvious. Less obvious is the fact that everyone here at HQ is watching a Thanksgiving Day murder mystery, set in Aberystwyth.

A Typical Day in Aberystwyth

Myth has it that the drummer of the world famous pop band, the Scorpions, owned a mansion just outside of Aberystwyth. 

Braggable.

LSP