Thursday, November 26, 2020

Happy Thanksgiving Comrades!

Happy Thanksgiving, Comrades. Here at the Dallas collective we've seized the means of production.

The table is set.

And Blue Octoberist is ready for action.

Have a great Thanksgiving!


Wednesday, November 25, 2020

Follow The Science

Are you old enough to remember the catchy if smug election slogan follow the science? Here at the Compound we're all about science and discovered some startling scientific facts.

This is a woman. Science.

And this is an honest politician. Go on, ask Science.

Look, this isn't a baby. Thanks, Science.

And hey, here's a free and fair election, with no cheating, courtesy Science.

Compelling, eh? Check out this science.

Good old Science,


Tuesday, November 24, 2020

Behold Your Rulers


There you are, the quasi nephew of Nancy Pelosi, friend of the Gottis, owner of vinyards and the Governor of California to boot. You've got it made. So whaddya do? Head to the French Laundry for a rarified meal with Big Pharma lobbyists while locking your state down. And all in the name of socialism, of sticking it to the Man.

Well, nothing says Anarcho-Marxism quite so much as the Laundry's menu. Go on, have a look:

Degenerate? No, Mmmmm. Yum. Food for people that don't need to eat, and guess what, it's really cheap, coming in at around 40 bucks an entrée. Such value, and don't even think of computing Newsom's champagne bill.

Like... wow. Right at the time you've destroyed local businesses, restaurants included, with a lockdown order. Could it be that your friends are fixing to buy the dead properties for pennies on the dollar?

This is what we mean by Millionaire Socialism, rampant, blatant, corrupt, in your face hypocrisy masquerading as care for the poor and oppressed. But ask yourself, who's making money out of this?

Amazon, Walmart, Big Box Inc. etc, and Pharma profits have soared in the past year, while small business have been ground under. And guess what, the Left applauds this or more to the point ignores it, in a stunning fit of willful ignorance and denial.

That Trump, of all people, should have reinvented the GOP into the party of the working class is bizarrely miraculous. That the Left should become the party of elitist, corporate, corrupt, French Laundry snobs is equally strange.

I know which side I'm against.

Mirabile dictu,


Monday, November 23, 2020

Evening at the Compound

Life at the Compound is good, we can't complain.

(RHSM on left)

But listen to the RHSM.

Or not, at your peril.

General Mudd aka USGOV

In the meanwhile, do you feel our governance is a General Mudd style fraudulent scam? Cheered on by useful bots celebrating their captivity as a corrupt crew of corporate conmen, a professional, political, sociopath elite seize control of the West? Perversely in the guise of healthcare; and of course you know the euphemism: "women's healthcare" = death and killing babies in the womb.

The demons are waxing strong, right about now. Remember this, their days are numbered and their defeat assured.



Grilling is Great


While everyone's cleaning weapons, loading mags and running blockades into California, I took time off to fire up the grill. That's right, a charcoal-fired Weber. Objective? Delicious chicken. Here's one way to do it.

Brush chicken thighs with olive oil and salt and cracked pepper. Or, if you want, some kind of dry rub. I wasn't going to go down the rub route, preferring the elegant simplicity of oil, salt and pepper, but that changed. Adventure began and on went the rub. But hey, that's just me, there's no rule.

Then, and UK readers take note, apply the thighs to direct heat for a sear, about two minutes a side, and then remove to indirect heat for around forty minutes with the lid on the grill. Again, UK, pay attention, indirect heat. This means heaping your coals to one side of the grill (direct heat) and leaving the other side empty (indirect heat). Picture it, Brits, one half of the grill is super hot, the other half isn't, more like an oven.

This established, remove the seared thighs to indirect heat, cover the grill and let the whole thing sit for around forty minutes. At the end of which, remove the thighs, transfer to a plate, rest for a five minutes and then...

Fall on your scoff like a warrior,


Sunday, November 22, 2020

So What Next?


OK, we've all had a good morning celebrating the sovereignty of Christ, well done, and fresh from that we look to the future. Dangerous, I know, because it hasn't happened yet. Still, and with all gospel charity, what's the score? Here's a couple of scenarios:

If Trump's legal team is right and can prove their case, then the lid's blown off the electoral crime of the century, we move into 12th Amendment territory and the election goes to 45. Deep State Uniparty corruption is exposed and fights back with shrieks of rage, Dem cities explode. Minneapolis-style but on a far bigger scale. That's one timeline, and the second's like unto it.

If the lower courts and SCOTUS brush off Trump's allegations and Biden's sworn in as 46 in a fit of establishment elite skulduggery, then all the millions of people who feel cheated of their vote don't accept the result. Patriots, backed into a corner, go hot when pushed. By, say, yet more lockdowns, hated taxation, BLM/Antifa shenanigans or a gun grab. Then there's a third way.

Everyone just rolls over and dies in the face of either party winning. You know, hey, just get over it and get on with life as best you can, like an obedient serf.

For what it's worth, I don't see option three playing out, people are too politicized and the stakes, at this point, are too high. The evil, corrupt, cheating, deceitful, elitist donkeys can't lose or they hang. 45's people, I don't say the GOP, can't lose either. If they do, there goes the Republic they say they love.

Where does this leave us, with civil war? Possibly, but perhaps naively I don't see the Forces or LE getting into an internicene gunfight. Like what, Hell on Wheels is going to go against Big Red One? No. 

That said, we can imagine balkanization. Wayne County, Detroit, sets up on its own along with Philly and other centers of excellence. Same on the other side. The Union and Federal power breaks down.

If that plays out we begin to enter the world of Late Antiquity. The center cannot hold and rival millionaires and their armies vie for power.

But what do I know, just a simple country parson.



Saturday, November 21, 2020

Up All Night For You

So how's the election going for 'ya? Over in England, people think 45's contesting the fraud because he's literally Hitler. You know, because he wants our country to have a border, less taxes, no wars and a strong military. How very unutterably fascist.

In the meanwhile, the thing plays out on the national stage with a blizzard of litigation, claim and counter claim. Will Light triumph over Darkness, Good over Evil? Have confidence for sure, but perhaps you feel like this?

Hold the line, Patriots,


Christ The King


We celebrate the Feast of Christ the King tomorrow. What does that look like?

Viva Cristo Rey!


Kyle Rittenhouse Free on Bail


Kyle's finally out on bail, so it seems appropriate to repost this helpful infovideo:

Congrats, Kyle, and well done all those who've defended him.

Since when was self-defense a crime?



Thursday, November 19, 2020

Breaking - Racial Recognition Says Michelle a Man

H/T LL: Amazon's bizarrely dystopian facial recognition software's uncovered an uncomfortable truth, that Michelle Obama may not be "Michelle," but "Mitchel," a man.

High Caste Hindus and right thinking people everywhere agree, it's an issue and a big one. Don't say "Adam's Apple." Say, "down at the trough like a millionaire socialist pig."

But what do you, the reader, understand?

Open Forum,


Live Vicariously


I haven't gone hunting in ages, but my old pal GWB has, in Colorado. He was after Elk and Mule Deer the other day and "nearly froze to death" in the icy blast.

His guide carried a custom rifle chambered for 6.5 SAUM (Short Action Ultra Magnum), interestingly. But did they get a mighty Elk?

Sadly not. Still, that Mule Deer's not shabby at all; a 200 yard shot with a Winchester 70 Featherweight, 30-06. In related news, fellow blogger redpilljew sent this in.

Behold the awesome power of 12g sluggery! I think you won that gunfight, N. Boom.

Gun Rights,


Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Starship Troopers


Here we go now. Don't spill your microdots on the way out. #MAGA2020.




People have accused me of being discouraged, disappointed. That's a negative, punters. I trust the plan and where we go one, we go all. Yes, to victory. So to that end, here's some morale boosting photos of bats.


Are they not?



Tuesday, November 17, 2020

A Free Will Texan Walkabout


Some say we're the product of elemental and often evil forces, like chemistry, colonialism, and transphobia. For them, the influence is the persynn, which unfortunately defines zhirself out of existence. Others believe in free will and the ability to choose for better or ill, circumstance notwithstanding.

I chose free will this morning and took the rig to the shop for new shocks, struts (Munroe) and a replacement Moog ball joint. The alternative? Spending around 14k on a new/used truck. Was it a good choice? 

We'll see. I strolled over to Montes (YaYa's) after dropping the truck off and had, yet again, a delicious breakfast. Huevos Rancheros, it's always that, my choice. Then headed back to the Compound on foot, only to see that Advent/Christmas decorations are up, and if I had my way they wouldn't be, because it's neither Advent nor Christmas. 

The Town Powers chose badly in this, but even so, new businesses are springing up in what was once a minor capitol of King Cotton. Not least a dog's bakery. Good luck with the dogging, Trumpist entrepreneurs. And a boot shop. I haven't been in either, hopefully they'll survive. 

Back at the Compound I scoured the news for updates on the KRAKEN. Had it been released, would it be? Or was this yet more unproductive verbiage from the rightist twitter bubble. Who knows, though Sydney Powell seems confident. Hope springs eternal.

Then it was back to the shop to find a truck with new suspension. Was the ride better? Yes. Was the vehicle 2" lifted? Yes. Is this better? Definitely. Will the expense justify itself under the clear blue sky of the Lonestar State? This remains to be seen. 

In the meanwhile, acclimatize yourself to the apparent fact that our electoral system, agencies and judiciary are a bought and paid for globalist sham. Again, we knew this, but to see it played out in real-time is... unsettling.

So too is the fact that millions of people voted for Biden and Harris, the Corpse and the Whore. OK, they hate the evil Orange Man, but since when did he take any money from being a politician? 

You'd think leftists, who are against that kind of thing, would have noticed. But no, they voted for the man who's done nothing but enrich himself on the public dime for decades.

And they tell us to wake up. How very puke making.

Walk on,


Monday, November 16, 2020

Is Michelle A Man?!?


One of the best things about the Obamas was how they boosted race relations and helped the working class. Barack's faithful wife figure was a part of that. She didn't have an Adam's Apple.

Neither was she a man, who'd desperately tried to turn itself into a girl under the surgeon's knife.

No, Michelle was a gracious First Lady who wanted to lead her country to greatness because she loved it and its people.

If you believe that you'll believe anything.


Get Yer Ya Yas Out!

Ya Yas? No, not the famous Rolling Stones album but Ya Ya's Mexican diner, which used to be called Montes. It belongs to Ya Ya now because she took it over from the previous owners after being a waitress there for years. Good for her.

The menu's the same, though the waterproof tablecloths have changed from faux western style worked leather to an attractive dun color, complete with horseshoes. And I tell you, it's the best Mexican food in this small Texan farming community. 

I always get huevos rancheros, refried beans, fried potato chunks, two eggs over easy on corn tortillas with salsa fresca. And it comes complete with two tasty homemade tortillas, which you use to clean up the plate as you listen to Mexican dance music over the tannoy and drink strong coffee. Delicious, right on the money and good luck Ya Ya, may you prosper.

There's a dinosaur museum next to the restaurant, featuring reconstructed saurians and even whole fossilized skeletons. It used to be a filling station, the HQ of a chain that extended, according to local legend, to Europe. I haven't been in because the hours are strange, but I will; it'd be good to learn about our Jurassic past after a satisfying encounter with Mexico at Ya Ya's.

We're told by the experts that a comet or asteroid strike killed off the dinosaurs, and maybe it did. We're also told that humans in any way, shape or form didn't exist then, and it seems preposterous to think we did. That said, why are there fossilized human footprints running alongside those of dinosaurs?

Science says they're fake, not dissimilar, when you think about it, to our election results.