Melania Mondays!

Melania's been slammed by the sneering, lying, corrupt, elitist, aggressive, venal, mendacious mainstream media for modelling Out of Africa and Death on the Nile in Kenya and Egypt.

She had the literal, brazen temerity to wear colonial white privilege, a pith helmet, jodhpurs and riding boots on safari. To cap it all off, the whole guise of Western patriarchal oppression was enthusiastically received by cheering natives. So offensive, unless you're a Kenyan or a member of the Selous Scouts.

Then Melania channeled Giza Explorer at the pryamids, wonder of the world. But here's the thing. Mean spirited MillSoc (Millionaire Socialist), Illuminati muppet shills scorned our elegant and adventurous First Lady, they hate her. But everyone else loves her.

Tough luck, Illuminati goon lemmings, Melania did it again and did it with style. Was our popular and glamorous First Lady on a mission to find the Magic 0's birth certificate? We don't know, it's a secret, maybe Brennan will reveal it in Gitmo.

That aside, well done Melania, for doing your part to make America great Again!

MAGA,

LSP

A Regular Sunday

It's hard to think, much less speak, on the back porch over the sound of mad dogs barking and the cacophony of crazed peacocks.

I tell you, it's a wall of sound, and we're not talking Phil Spector. But we are talking scoff.

A Philisophical Friend

That's because my Wittgensteinian ally has tipped up, looking for some country action. Normally he hunts in South East Africa. Tomorrow, we'll be hunting in South East Texas, on a central tip. 

Cook it Up!

And who knows, we might even get something, unlike our Syrian Terrorist Training Program, which failed, dismally.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Pool Monkey

Sometimes it makes sense to go to the Verandah Club pool and relax. You can swim up to the bar and order food.

I understand their Lion Burgers are especially good. Two, please. 

In other news, some safaris are offering discounts on life-size monkey trophies. Some people think they'd make good money safes.

"So where's the money?" 

"In the monkey."

Cheers, 

LSP

Kulture

I took a break from ordering lion brisket burritos and went to the Meadows Museum, in Dallas. The Infanta Margarita featured largely. Beautiful.

The recruits thought some  Picasso sketches highly amusing. "Do you think he was drunk?" they asked. "I should imagine he was," I replied.

Note the Chains.

There's an outdoor sculpture exhibition at the Meadows, which reminds me of a young man who took apart a piece of metal in Hackney, thinking it was scrap, and then sold the pieces; a blowtorch was involved. Saying that, I like the wavy bronze installation in front of the place. Neat.

Rock On

At the end of the day we relaxed on the porch and watched the sprinkler, pretending it was raining. And that was just fine.

Is it Raining?!?

If you meet the Buddha on the road, kill it.

LSP