A Day In The Life & Robert E Lee

 

It's been busy, as in driving to Waco to visit the faithful in hospital, visiting Dallas on exeat and returning to the sylvan groves and leafy boulevards of this small Texan farming community in North Central Texas, some call it the Exclusion Zone. Others call it a "dirt town." No, that'd be Malone or Itasca. Whatever, this morning's evolution went like this, in case all three of you are interested.

Get up and give thanks to God that everyone's still standing, no small thing. Wash up, make strong covfefe, take a cone off the head of a spayed cat, she's relieved, and let the cat loose outside to kill rats. Feed the dog before she dies of utter starvation. Yum, delicious nuggets for you. Then say Morning Prayer (1928 BCP) and head off to Mission #2. Why?

Because we meet there on the 2nd Saturday of the month for breakfast and a presentation on a book or idea. It's called a reading cliub in the hope that it'll encourage people to actually read and it's pretty popular, everyone likes it. Today was an open forum, viz. tell us about a great American who inspires you in the Faith. I chose General Lee, for good reason. Here's Ike, writing in 1960:

Dear Dr. Scott: 

Respecting your August 1 inquiry calling attention to my often expressed admiration for General Robert E. Lee, I would say, first, that we need to understand that at the time of the War between the States the issue of secession had remained unresolved for more than 70 years. Men of probity, character, public standing and unquestioned loyalty, both North and South, had disagreed over this issue as a matter of principle from the day our Constitution was adopted. 

General Robert E. Lee was, in my estimation, one of the supremely gifted men produced by our Nation. He believed unswervingly in the Constitutional validity of his cause which until 1865 was still an arguable question in America; he was a poised and inspiring leader, true to the high trust reposed in him by millions of his fellow citizens; he was thoughtful yet demanding of his officers and men, forbearing with captured enemies but ingenious, unrelenting and personally courageous in battle, and never disheartened by a reverse or obstacle. Through all his many trials, he remained selfless almost to a fault and unfailing in his faith in God. Taken altogether, he was noble as a leader and as a man, and unsullied as I read the pages of our history. 

From deep conviction, I simply say this: a nation of men of Lee’s calibre would be unconquerable in spirit and soul. Indeed, to the degree that present-day American youth will strive to emulate his rare qualities, including his devotion to this land as revealed in his painstaking efforts to help heal the Nation’s wounds once the bitter struggle was over, we, in our own time of danger in a divided world, will be strengthened and our love of freedom sustained. 

Such are the reasons that I proudly display the picture of this great American on my office wall. 

Sincerely,

Dwight D. Eisenhower 

Well you couldn't put it better than that. By way of footnotes: Lee was a complete gentleman, and his immediate subordinates and men loved him. He had aura and command presence, not least because his command was outstanding; he led his outnumbered and outgunned troops through a string of victories, culminating in the Chancellorsville Campaign, with brilliant daring and excellence. Was there ever such a captain in the annals of modern war?

Winston Churchill didn't think there was and Eisenhower's plaudit speaks for itself. Regardless of your thoughts or views on the Northern War of Aggression, spare a moment to reflect on General Lee, perhaps the greatest American commander to date. You can imagine his opinion of Virginia and the present state of the nation itself.

Deo Vindice,

LSP

Compounding

 

There's compounds and there's Compounds. Some have a beautiful lakeside view, swimming pool and several houses. Others do not, such as my Compound which is wretchedly short of a pool. Still, there's a fraternity amongst us all and we enjoy the benefit of it.

In this case, a beautiful view of the lake (Whitney), a crystal clear pool, frolicking deer and all of that. Not so bad, what a pleasant set up. Banned, I'd imagine, in Europe because class envy/politics, aka Socialism. What a great creed until you run out of other peoples' money.

In other news, it seems we've launched against Iran, again. What can I say? If at first you don't succeed, try, try, and try again. Let's hope this latest effort results in victory. Maybe that victory means the US taking all the dam oil and imposing a new rules based world order, late Roman Republic style. Good call, and 47 kinda fits the bill as Pompey, but where's Caesar? Hiding in the wings, obviously.

SPQR,

LSP

Fire It Up

 

No, not downtown Kiev, just an humble Weber at the Compound. Objective: Grilled chicken awesomeness. Method: 

1. Brine chicken breasts, ignite grill, slice chicken into bite sized chunks, apply olive oil, season with rub (paprika, cumin, chili, garlic salt, salt and ground black pepper - mix it all up by hand).

2. Let it all rest while the grill gets hot. Maybe drink a rare beer, a Modelo, catch up with social media and note how many Brits were impressed by the UK on their soccer holiday, nice. Maybe play Fire on the Mountain, hey, it still rocks.

3. Skewer the chicken chunks and put 'em on the hot, hot grill, direct heat. Cover and let heat do its trick for around 12-14 minutes, turning half way through. Then remove and tent loosely with aluminium foil. Let rest as you enjoy some chilled white wine and listen to the Dead, all is good.

Friendly Forces: Vintage Sabatier, Amazon Music, sunny southern weather, a dog and the sheer marvel of Bluetooth speakers. For me that's a kitchen JBL Flip. Without getting down in the audio weeds, these little speakers work just fine for kitchen and porch, and they're cheap too, which is important.

Victory: Serve those grilled chicken chunks with rice and curry sauce. and fall on your scoff like a warrior. All good.

In other news, you'll note that a lot of Brits who came over to enjoy the soccer went back to the UK being vastly impressed by the US. This, even now, has an abundance, opportunity and freedom which seems to baffle visitors. Like what, you can buy a gun at Walmart and then go and eat BBQ and fried catfish before being amazed by a rodeo and the friendliness and patriotism of a people who aren't constantly apologizing for who they are. And on.

Take note, all you whining Leftist mountebanks who hate your countries and the West itself. You're like spoiled tantrum children raging against their parents because you've got a bed time and no candy before that either. 

You get the parable, we're up against infantile nihilists. Problem. Solution? A sound spanking. Let's see it.

Cheers,

LSP

 

Happy Independence Day!

 

Note LSP looking like an unemployed fisherperson

Well it was all go here, a neat small town parade, what's not to love, handing out kiddy Bibles, prayer cards and candy and waving or saluting all the patriots on parade. Quite a collection, Fire Brigade, Police, Veterans, several squadrons of mounted cav, vintage cars, including 2 Corvettes(!) from the church, collectible tractors and all 'round good fun. 

Oh, there was an aged Democrat float too, which threw out candy to eager children. "Don't touch that," hissed a young Mother to her innocent child, "It has COVID or some weird flea-borne disease." I agreed with her, ever the thoughtful Pastor, and cautioned the toddler accordingly.

So Mission #1 represented and it was a beautiful thing. You gotta love a small town parade and, let's be honest, the day itself. Here we are, celebrating this country's 250th birthday. No small thing by any reckoning. And to all you Marxists and killjoy Rainbow Puritans? Take your miserable insanity somewhere else, like New York, Austin, Oregon or San Francisco. 

But let's leave on an uplifting note, here's LL: "Celebration reinforces joy and our joy and our hope defines us. It clarifies who we are and what we hold sacred." Well said, turn that frown upside down.

Happy 4th, Punters,

LSP

Taking it Easy

Just taking it easy on the back deck and getting ready for tomorrow.  It's an opportunity for Mission #1 because the parade passes right by the church. We'll be handing out all kinds of goodies in celebration of the nation's 250th birthday. 

Some people scorn this holiday because they hate America, which is odd, given they live here and benefit from the place they despise. But we're not like that, patriots, you see.

Cheers,

LSP

Dance Music

 

You see there's this:

And there's this:

Perhaps this is somehow racist, like the dancer herself?

Now don't get me wrong, I love the KLF, but have we devolved since Tchaikovsky? Obviously we have. Can this be turned around? The vote's most definitely out. And per ballet, d'ye think Russia's going for the end game?

Ad Astra,

LSP

Canada Day - WARNING GRAPHIC LANGUAGE

 

Here's a Canada Day treat, old but gold. Behold the epic glory of Elizabeth May, what can I say? Words fail:

Pretty special, eh? And that was 11 years ago, imagine if you can, how much worse it is now. Alberta has to go, please.

A Mare Usque Ad Mare,

LSP

Seriously?

 

Well yes, if you're in the Diocese of Peterborough and busy welcoming Debbie Sellin to one of the COE's pointed hat top jobs. Debbie will become one of the shrinking denom's small cadre of wymxn bishops, presently numbering 7 out of 22 diocesans. Hardly enough, it must be said.

In the old days they used to argue that if we didn't ordain wymxn no one would take us seriously. We did and they didn't, hence today's pivot; wymxn in Holy Orders is a fundamental right, per equity, As in, if you don't do this you're evil.

So what does that make Christ and the Apostles, who famously didn't ordain wymxn? Bad sinners. And what does that make of Christ's divinity? Not very much, they don't believe in it much anyway. That in mind, an Anglo-Catholic in the COE has to consider this.

Before so very long every new COE priest will have been ordained, directly or indirectly, by a womxn bishop. Are they validly ordained? Good question and it raises a serious flag for Anglo-Catholics. We've always asserted Catholicism for our part of the Church, and we could do so, not least, because our orders were valid. Not anymore, not going into the future, and therein lies another and uncertain story.

Your Pal,

LSP

Space Rock Monday - We Took The Wrong Step Years Ago

 

Here we are on a sunny Monday evening in the great state of Texas and it seems right to turn on the juke box and dial up some space rock, Space Rock Monday, in honor of KC3, Protector of Space. So here's Hawkwind's prescient We Took The Wrong Step Years Ago from the awesome X in Search of Space:

Already weeds are writing their scriptures in the sand. Prophetic words from 1971. The question is, can our decades long series of civilization destroying steps be reversed, especially in the Old World across the sea. Can they break the stainless steel tyranny of rainbow despotism and suicidal self-loathing empathy before they sink into Zimbabwe? 

Now, I'm not a betting man so I won't wager the fighting monkey on the outcome, but guinea on it'll be a close run and brutish thing.

Ad Astra,

LSP

Apostate?

 

Mountebank

In 1521 Pope Leo X acclaimed Henry VIII Defender of the Faith, Fidei Defensor, my, how that worm turned. Picture the monasteries of England plundered and destroyed, their abbots hung, drawn and quartered, all to enrich the royal purse.

In fairness, Henry needed cash, lots of it, and monastic land and wealth were clearly too easy a prize to give up. And what happened? Per Belloc, Henry's land grab created a whole new class of millionaires. Go figure, the Tudor despot had to buy powerful votes, to say nothing of needing ready cash.

Goof

Fast forward to today and the English monarch still retains Pope Leo's honorific, Fidei Defensor, FD; well kind of. King Charles III's broadened the title's definition to mean "protecting the space of Faith." Protecting the space of Faith. 

There he is, the anointed King of England, crowned in Westminster Abbey, announcing to all the world that his protectorate extends not just to any one Faith  or even all of them, but to the space in which they exist. What does this even mean?

Nice suit, shame about the Apostate

Most obviously, that the King is a Space Protector and the icy vacuum of the interstellar void springs to mind. According to Charles, he's defending or protecting nothing, not Christianity, Hinduism, Islam or anything else, just empty space. Don't say vacuous. But of course we can put it another way, more bluntly.

He's an apostate traitor to the Faith he swore at his coronation to defend, the Christian Faith which is whole, complete and entire, the Catholic Faith given once for all by Christ, who is the way, the truth and the life. Not one way amongst many, the way. But the current monarch can't bring himself to come down on the side of this and what can we say? It's hard, right about now, to be a monarchist.

OK, salute the uniform not the man, don't be a Donatist, but please, can we not have a Christian ruler in the UK to lead and rally the faithful, to undo, even, the rapacious crime of the Tudor despot. Clearly not yet. We wait in hope.

Yours,

LSP

.22 Pistol - Ruger Mk. IV

 

Guess what, I've been after a Ruger Mk. IV .22 for ages but haven't bit the bullet. Why? Too busy collecting Glocks perhaps, messing around with Lee Enfields, AR 15s and all of that. Whatever the case, .22 pistols have slid me by. But everything's changed.

The awesome Ruger Mk. IV's been reengineered with a view to easier take down/cleaning. You may recall this wasn't easy, and now the problem's fixed. Solution, good work, Ruger, and I don't know about you but I'm more than tempted to get one of these little blasters. Here's Hickock in review:

Look's good, right? But maybe I should hold out for an awesome High Standard. Hey, why not both, to maximize benefit, there is that. In other news, the ridiculously behind the cultural 8 Ball King of England has declared he's the "Defender of Faith" in a multi-faith kingdom. Hate to say it, and I really do, but the monarchy's obviously part of the problem in Rainbow Utopia UK.

That aside, surely a new Ruger IV makes sense,

LSP

Citizen Vigilante

 

Banned in Germany, Uwe Boll's film tracks Michael Sanders, ex-US Army, who doesn't like two-tier policing, corrupt Leftist officials and out of hand migrant violence, unpunished until he punishes the perps, vigilante style. Sanders ends up killing Moslem savages who raped a teenage girl and the German judge who set them free. Or something like that.

Point being, Sanders decides to take action into his own hands because the State won't do it. As in, if you keep going down the present track of rainbow left wokery, of population replacement, and with it the rape of your daughters, which you're paying for, well then, something's gonna snap.

Dear friends, expect the Left to double and triple down. Remember too that everything they enact or intend produces the opposite of its stated effect. In this case, a beautiful, rainbow flag, they/them multicultural utopia. Yes indeed, lots of cash and votes in that cunning green energy equation. But beloved Overlords, do you think the people caught in the midst of your experiment in power will take it lying down?

Apparently they do. Uwe Bolls describes a different reality and both timelines are unsettling at best. If Europe and the UK's ascendant rainbow-hued elitocracy wins, then their countries will descend into an Islamic sub-Detroit. Worse than that, the erasure of what's left of national European/UK identity, all for short term profit and power. That's one scenario. The other is that people get fed up with imported savages raping their daughters and get kinetic. Not as though the cops are gonna do it, eh?

I predict, for what little it's worth, that this will end in tears, per Mr Powell, "rivers of blood," and I hope I'm wrong. In the meanwhile, check out Citizen Vigilante, it's alright, not least for being banned in Germany. Here at the Compound we give it a sturdy 4 stars.

Your Old Friend,

LSP