Showing posts with label trans bathrooms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trans bathrooms. Show all posts

Friday, October 15, 2021

Valour


I was moved by this at several levels, and perhaps you will be too. Respect to Col. Collins, the RIR and all who fought. No comment, except to say that the people who ordered this war for their profit, sitting safe in their millionaire socialist mansions and private jets have blood on their hands. Not least that of true patriots, our soldiers. 

No amount of hiding behind trans bathrooms, statue destruction and astroturf anti-racism can hide their crimes. When judgement comes, and it will, the result will be brutal. The Great Flood.

Now, take the Colonel's words forward.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Friday, September 3, 2021

Wreckers

 


One of the things we love about America's elite rulers is the way they've led us to success and prosperity over the past few decades. It's not as though they've been traitorously asset-stripping the land for personal gain or anything like that. Here, have a look.




Gary Indiana. You'll note how much better things are now, far more prosperous. As in, a lot. Everyone's standard of life, from civic environment on down is so much better.




You see how we're so much more prosperous now that the experts are in charge. And what about Detroit. Check out this typical Motor City school:




The Kakistocracy's done well, clearly. But maybe you're not convinced. Here's another school, back before trans bathrooms improved the curriculum.




Result!

Stunning, isn't it. But seriously, how have we allowed a gang of crooks, mountebanks, grifters, profiteers and corrupt clowns to run our country, destroy our cities and with it, the lives of our people, especially the poor. And here's the rub. 

The very people who say they're about "lifting up the oppressed" are the ones looting them. But don't worry, at least you'll be able to get a sex-change on the public dime as you collect your welfare.

Arduus Ad Solem,

LSP

Friday, May 13, 2016

Straight To The Shredder

A Texan Flag

Obama's Rainbow Directive, telling the country's schools to go trans, and allow men to use girl's bathrooms and vice versa, has received short shrift in Texas. One Superintendent said the Presidential decree was going "straight to the shredder."


“I got news for President Barack Obama,” said Port Neches-Groves Superintendent Rodney Cavness, “He ain’t my President and he can’t tell me what to do. That letter is going straight to the paper shredder. I have 5 daughters myself and I have 2,500 girls in my protection. Their moms and dads expect me to protect them. And that is what I am going to do. Now I don’t want them bullied… but there are accommodations that can be made short of this. He is destroying the very fiber of this country. He is not a leader. He is a failure.”

A Typical White House Flag Dash


Texas Governor, Greg Abbott, and Lieutenant Governor, Dan Patrick, have also denounced the Rainbow Directive, promising to fight against it, even if that means losing federal funding.


Fort Worth ISD


The Fort Worth school district, which went trans before the Obama directive, continues to ride the rainbow. Fort Worth parents have not been consulted. And as one reader commented:

"The movement for greater human equality - and safe and clean drinking water across the planet for millions of people in poverty - has been rather derailed if all it's interested in is a collective trip for the elite to the toilet in the richest society in the world."

Well done, Texas, fight back against the Unicorn and its presidential rider. Fort Worth ISD? We scorn you.

LSP

Saturday, April 30, 2016

There's a Peacock by the Woodpile



This small farming community managed, somehow, to survive last night's storm, and so did the neighbor's peacocks.


Last Night's Sheet Lightning

One of them was over by the woodpile when I got back from some church work this morning. It's one of two and perhaps before too long there'll be a serious peacock operation here. Lord knows, the town could use a growth industry.




Hope 'n Change didn't seem to make that happen and the Government's wondering why people aren't too happy about that. 

I mean to say, what's wrong with you? You may not have any money and there's no real jobs to speak of, but you can get a gay marriage and a sex-change while shopping at Target. 

C'mon, everybody, lighten up,

LSP


Friday, October 9, 2015

Don't be an Illuminati Stooge, Get Out And Ride



You can sit there reading the pathetically comsymp Guardian or the transsexual New York Times, whining about how gender is a construct, Islam is really peaceful and there aren't enough welcoming bathrooms, for all sexes

NWO Stooge Puppet

Sure, you can do that, as you sip your artisanal micro-brew; go right ahead. Or you can saddle up and go for a ride. I chose not to be an Illuminati stooge puppet of the New World Order and went for the latter option.

Typical Texas Street Scene

It was a beautiful evening, made all the better for heavy rain clouds, which appeared miraculously as I drove to my friend's ranch. It even started raining as I tacked up; God was surely smiling on this venture.

Mesquite Work-Out

We moved off briskly into the mesquites and I was curious to see how the horse would perform. Would she be willing and forward, or mutinous and backwards, balking and veering towards the comfort zone of the barn? She was a bit of both last time.

Good Horse

This time was different, she was very willing and a total pleasure to ride. We worked out around mesquites and trails and then moved to a big field and opened up. Walk, trot, canter, gallop, run! Then relax back down to a walk and do it all over again.

Horses Scorn Liberals

I took time to work on posting trot too; good for the horse's back, your stomach... and overall control. I know, posting is "English" but there's more than a few serious Western riders who advocate it. I texted one, a year or so back. Our conversation went like this:

"I'm going for a ride."
"You be careful."
"Don't worry, if it gets all tippy I'll hold on to the strange pommel thing."
"Saddle horn."
"Saddle horn?"
"Yes. Saddle horn. That's what we call it."
"Ah. I see."



Back to the Compound

My correspondent was a world champion bronc rider several years running and has forgotten more about riding than I will ever know. I respect that. A lot.

Ride on,

LSP