Here, this is good order, KAR inspected by HRH.
God, Guns, Church & Country Life in Texas & Anything Else I Care to Think of.
Here, this is good order, KAR inspected by HRH.
Just a quick drive down I35W to the hideous metrosprawl that is Fort Worth and our suburban cathedral, St. Vincent's. St. Vincent's is in a place called Bedford, which isn't far from Hurst or Arlington, and we call it the "Mid Cities."
Once, many years ago, I made an oath, "I shall never live in a plastic sided suburb." God had other thoughts but He's been kind; the Compound's hardly suburban and its sides are made of wood instead of plastic. Regardless, I ventured forth into the Metrosprawl for our Chrism Mass.
Glad I did. What a great crew of fellow clergy who uphold the Faith and do their best to live it. Fun people, too. Still, the event was in the midst of the appalling 'sprawl, so it took a bit of time to dig out from that and back to the civilization of the Compound.
In related news, our diocese tells us we aren't supposed to make "political posts" on social media. Such wisdom and what can I say, Zu Befehl? You'll notice, dear friends, that one of the beauties of the Fourth Reich, the Space Reich, is that you're invisible. Black uniforms, you see.
Ad Astra,
LSP
Have you ever seen anything like this from the White House? I haven't. Here, read 47's Holy Week Declaration:
This Holy Week, Melania and I join in prayer with Christians celebrating the crucifixion and resurrection of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ—the living Son of God who conquered death, freed us from sin, and unlocked the gates of Heaven for all of humanity.
Beginning with Christ’s triumphal entry into Jerusalem on Palm Sunday and culminating in the Paschal Triduum, which begins on Holy Thursday with the Mass of the Lord’s Supper, followed by Good Friday, and reaching its pinnacle in the Easter Vigil on Holy Saturday night. This week is a time of reflection for Christians to memorialize Jesus’ crucifixion—and to prepare their hearts, minds, and souls for His miraculous Resurrection from the dead.
During this sacred week, we acknowledge that the glory of Easter Sunday cannot come without the sacrifice Jesus Christ made on the cross. In His final hours on Earth, Christ willingly endured excruciating pain, torture, and execution on the cross out of a deep and abiding love for all His creation. Through His suffering, we have redemption. Through His death, we are forgiven of our sins. Through His Resurrection, we have hope of eternal life. On Easter morning, the stone is rolled away, the tomb is empty, and light prevails over darkness—signaling that death does not have the final word.
This Holy Week, my Administration renews its promise to defend the Christian faith in our schools, military, workplaces, hospitals, and halls of government. We will never waver in safeguarding the right to religious liberty, upholding the dignity of life, and protecting God in our public square.
As we focus on Christ’s redeeming sacrifice, we look to His love, humility, and obedience—even in life’s most difficult and uncertain moments. This week, we pray for an outpouring of the Holy Spirit upon our beloved Nation. We pray that America will remain a beacon of faith, hope, and freedom for the entire world, and we pray to achieve a future that reflects the truth, beauty, and goodness of Christ’s eternal kingdom in Heaven.
May God bless you and your family during this special time of year and may He continue to bless the United States of America.
Wow. And now, dear friends, the demons really hate him. Imagine if you can the UK's leaderene, 2TK, Two Tier Keir saying such a thing. For that matter, imagine King Charles III issuing a similar statement. You can't? Go figure. Sure, they can do Ramadan and Eid, Easter not so much.
Out demons out,
LSP
Mia x Ally out of globalist besieged Ireland via globalist besieged Denver, Colorado. Nice, and thanks for the tip Herr Doktor Swankenstein.
Cheers,
LSP
Palm Sunday, what a Feast of seemingly opposite extremes. On the one hand, our hosannas and palms prefigure the victory and alleluias of Easter. On the other, we're confronted with the barred fangs iniquity of the Passion, and what iniquity it is. The murderous hatred of the Chief Priests, the weakness of Pilate, the derision of Herod and his court, the torturous savagery of the soldiers and the betrayal of Judas; even of Peter whose rock dissolves to quicksand in the heat of the question.
Joy and suffering, good and evil, darkness and light, God versus Satan. It seems, as Christ dies on Calvary, on the place of a skull, Golgotha, that Satan has won. But no, the perfect sacrifice has been sent, ite missa est, and is found acceptable by the Father for the remission of sin. Accordingly, Christ rises, victorious, on the third day; he has broken the power of death, sin and Hell itself. The palms of his entry into the holy city didn't lie. But that's for the future.
Almighty and everlasting God, who, of thy tender love towards mankind, hast sent thy Son, our Savior Jesus Christ, to take upon him our nature, and to suffer death upon the Cross, giving us the example of his great humility: Mercifully grant that we may walk in the way of his suffering, and also be made partakers in his resurrection; through the same Jesus Christ thy Son our Lord, who liveth and reigneth with thee, in the unity of the Holy Ghost, ever one God, world without end. Amen.
LSP
Vice Admiral Shosana Chatfield. US representative to NATO. Utterly fired.
Admiral Lisa Franchetti. Chief of Navy Operations. Commandant of the United States Coast Guard. Brazenly fired.
Admiral Linda Fagan. Literally fired.
General Charles "CQ" Brown Jr. Without question, fired.
General Timothy Hough. Time to go, we've had enough. You're fired.
Colonel Susannah Meyers. Traitorous services no longer Space Force required, you're fired.
Commander Brett Robblee and Command Master Chief Felix Phillips. Two birds with one stone fired. Nice.
Yep, it's that time of the week when we head off to the local, sling a few quarters in the juke box and play requests. That's right, Juke Box days are back. First up, an old classic, Free Bird by everyone's favorite Southern Rock trailblazers. Good choice, LL:
Nice, but let's get down to earth with the Confederate Railroad, courtesy of WSF. Quite the toe tapper:
Anon's got the East on his mind, understandably, to say nothing of Miravi's beautiful voice. Check it out:
My turn, Randy Newman's Little Criminals. I've enjoyed that song pretty much from ever since it came out and now more than then. Picture the scene:
Rock on and keep 'em coming.
Your Pal,
LSP
Tariffs? Yes indeed, fair trad forever. There's even a video, check it out:
What a compelling fashion show! Thanks, Random Reality.
Cheers,
LSP
Some people were freaking out, swallowing their tongues and going full panic Eschaton this morning because of 47's tariffs. As in, how dare a US president stop his country being ripped off! Now the world's going to END. So they shrieked as they tore out their hair, pulled out their teeth and gouged out their eyes (What? Ed.) in fear, shock, horror and heart stopping Panican dismay. But not us, no, here at the Compound we were excited. Why?
Because DIRE WOLVES are back. That's right, thanks to Texan ingenuity and can-do spirit, Dallas biotech start up Colossal Biosciences has successfully bioengineered two white Dire Wolves, the first of their kind since the formidable breed went extinct some 10,000 years ago. Why did they go extinct? Good question.
The appallingly smug leftist New Yorker risibly thinks Dire Wolves and similar megafauna were hunted to extinction by bloodthirsty humans who obviously weren't taxed and regulated enough. The Compound's boffins think differently. They believe a celestial cataclysm triggered massive, catastrophic, climate change, killing off Mammoths, Saber Tooth Tigers, Mastodons, Dire Wolves and the like. But that's as maybe, the long gone wolves have returned in the form of two adorable pups, Romulus and Remus. Here's TIME, which somehow still exists:
Romulus and Remus are doing what puppies do: chasing, tussling, nipping, nuzzling. But there’s something very un-puppylike about the snowy white 6-month olds—their size, for starters. At their young age they already measure nearly 4 ft. long, tip the scales at 80 lb., and could grow to 6 ft. and 150 lb. Then there’s their behavior: the angelic exuberance puppies exhibit in the presence of humans—trotting up for hugs, belly rubs, kisses—is completely absent. They keep their distance, retreating if a person approaches. Even one of the handlers who raised them from birth can get only so close before Romulus and Remus flinch and retreat. This isn’t domestic canine behavior, this is wild lupine behavior: the pups are wolves. Not only that, they’re dire wolves...
Or something very like it. The question is, what's next, what else will be brought back from the dead by some miracle of modern science? Who knows, perhaps ACoC, the Anglican Church of Canada, will once again walk the earth.
Cheers,
LSP
Are Sundays ever bad? Well they can be when you go to a church and get ambushed by wymxn priest figures, assorted space junk like hideous modern attack language, nefarious congregants and new rite nonsense. Not edifying, not at all, but there was none of that here today. No, just the Word of God proclaimed and the Sacrament of the Altar administered.
Not once, not twice but three times, the last celebration of the sacrifice being a Spanish speaking Mass to which people travelled from the Metrosprawl to support Mission #1. Fr. S celebrated the sacred mysteries, Fr. D preached mas gusto, and a goodly number assisted, after which we fell back to the church hall for all kinds of delicious food.
What can I say. The church was full, the hall was full, the car park was full, and everyone was in great and congenial spirits. Was the Spirit present? Most definitely, for those with eyes and hearts to see. What a great way to end our Sunday worship. Communion with the Lord and one another in the Blessed Sacrament and in the that fellowship which flows naturally from this. Beautiful.
I tell you, priests and pastors who fail to address this opportunity for the increase of God's kingdom should think again, at least in this part of the world. To that end I'm applying myself to Spanish, it's a resolution.
God bless,
LSP