Saturday, December 31, 2022

Shrines on New Years Eve


After reading LL's reflection on Guan Gong, it struck me that 1: I do not have a shrine or even a statue of the Chinese God of War but 2: I do have a shrine. It's just above my desk, aka "kitchen counter" and consists of a flag, crucifix and an Our Lady of Walsingham prayer card.

Not very warlike perhaps but appropriate for a padre, I think. That said, pistols, kukris, assorted bay'nets and knives have been known to find their way onto the multifunctional worksurface of the office, ahem, kitchen.


Speaking of which, many clergy keep something called "office hours." Off they drive to their churches, sit at a desk from 9-5 and then go home to their place in the suburbs. Almost as though they've taken "middle management" as some kind of beastly model or paradigm for ministry.

Never done such a thing, with one notable exception I've always lived next to the church. On the job which isn't a job but a way of life. That this has been in rural Texas for over a decade is providential, God has been very kind.

Just some trucks

This in mind, may He give us all every blessing from the beyond reckoning abundance of His grace in the coming year. More on that later, in the meanwhile, happy, almost, New Year. And pray for the repose of the soul of Benedict XVI, an exemplary servant of God.

Your Old Pal,


Friday, December 30, 2022

Well This Is Totally Awesome - Roll Me On The Water


Beauty via Horsemouth:

Well that was awesome and feel free to disagree. In fact, don't, that'd be wrong.


What is This Excel Degeneracy?


Just in. The UK's Excel Centre, a massive event venue set in the heart of London's bustling Canary Wharf deadzone financial district, is hosting DragCon on 6-8 January 2023. What is DragCon UK 2023? Just a kid-friendly drag show featuring young boys dressed up as junior prostitutes walking down a runway.

Did anyone say pedophile groomer, and if not why not. What utter abhorrence. And on point, what kind of parents would so abuse their children this way? For that matter, how would any sane culture defend and promote such wickedness.

Answer being, of course, that the culture's not sane, it's been driven bad crazy by the infernal power. Baphomet, as this simple mind-blog never tires of reiterating, is notoriously trans. And you'll note, scandalized onlookers, that Satan always abandons his own. No fooling.

That in mind, perhaps it's no accident that GM's funding trans libraries for US kindergartens, and that London's Excel Centre's owned by the Abu Dhabi National Exhibitions Company. Last I heard, the Unied Arab Emirates was against transgenderism, in fact it's illegal in their country, as is dancing.

So what's this all about? Apart from the urgent need to boycott hideous, ugly and overpriced Crocs.

Your call,


Wednesday, December 28, 2022

Eccentric Man

As you were,



Drones And A Prayer


No, not the Club, much as we love it, just the Christmas Quad. And what a grand hotel quad it is, flying merrily throughout the storied rooms of the Compound on its various missions. Lights on, drone action, here we go.

Training, if you like, get those piloting skills in if you've got any sense for the year ahead because guess what, anything could happen in 2023. I kid you not and perhaps you agree. In the meanwhile, we're celebrating the Feast of the Holy Innocents. Here's a prayer:

O ALMIGHTY God, who out of the mouths of babes and sucklings hast ordained strength, and madest infants to glorify thee by their deaths; Mortify and kill all vices in us, and so strengthen us by thy grace, that by the innocency of our lives, and constancy of our faith even unto death, we may glorify thy holy Name; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.


Powerful, eh? And while we're at it, pray for the overthrow of Moloch.

God bless,


Tuesday, December 27, 2022

Yet More Rainbow Skulduggery


This time from the venerable if shrinking Church of England and All Saints with Holy Trinity in Loughborough, Leicestershire. Their crime? Getting people to sing a risible rainbow rewrite version of God Rest Ye Merry Gentleman in a carol service on Monday.


The new inclusive version of the grand old 17th century carol doesn't include those awkward verses referring to Christ as Saviour and his birth on Christmas day, much less setting us "free from Satan's power when we had gone astray." No, all that's gone, replaced with miserable imprecations on behalf of "erased" women and the "queer and questioning," whoever the latter might be.

Cardinal Vincent Nichols mildly rebuked this torrid malfeasance, telling Times Radio:

I think what Christmas does, and many other moments, it tells us the importance of ritual. Ritual helps us to step outside of our own little bubble and connect with something we have received, inherited and that we hope to pass on.

Those values are the continuation of musical repertoire, of the ability to sing together, of looking at the rituals that have been fashioned over centuries

Those are probably for me more important than particular sensitivities which come and go.


Roughly translated, "I am a gentleman, this is appalling." Others were less kind, with one member of the Church of England's Synod, Sam Margrave, blasting, "Absolutely disgusted an act of worship to our Lord and Saviour is being used to push political ideology contrary to Church of England teaching."

Quite. But for how long? Here at the Compound we marvel at the sheer dropped-on-head-as-infant idiocy of it all and apologize to Loughborough on behalf of the ecclesial cringe mountebanks of All Saints. But we're also confused. Why was there no mention of transsexuals in the so-called "inclusive" carol? 

While we're at it, how inclusive is a Christianity which excludes actual Christians. You see, if you throw the baby out with the bathwater, in this case Christ, you don't have an awful lot left. Someone fire their PR firm. Thanks.

Your Friend,


Monday, December 26, 2022

Ramblin Man

This doesn't grow any less awesome, imo.



Boxing Day Report


Well that was a lot of fun. A delicious rib roast, cooked to medium rare perfection, Yorkshire pudding, mashed potatoes, carrots, and tasty as you like gravy conjured from the roasting pan. Good work, team, and well appreciated by a young soldier. And all served on these awesome plates, have a look:

What an awesome plate!

But food and Confederate crockery weren't the stars of this Christmas show, no, that honor belonged to a drone. What a nifty little beast! Off it zoomed, hovered and ran on recce missions over the Compound's back yard and perimeter.

So that was useful, chalk it up to "training." But now it's Boxing Day and the Feast of St. Stephen, Deacon and Martyr. Reflect on that. We no sooner celebrate the Nativity than we find ourselves honoring martyrs, Stephen and the Holy Innocents.


The message is clear, witness, μαρτυρία, martyrdom, flows from the Incarnation. Christ lives in us, as he lived in Bethlehem, and we must incarnate this. Where does that end? For St. Stephen it ended in execution. For us? Who knows, but rest assured of this.

I call this "Festive Cheer"

If we stand up for the Faith, and we must, the satanic, godless, secular power will round on us with all the rage of the insane beast it is. Be sure, too, that the reward will be great in paradise. Here endeth the Lesson and bless you all.

Your Best Pal,


Saturday, December 24, 2022

Merry Christmas!


Almighty God, who hast given us thy only-begotten Son to take our nature upon him and as at this time to be born of a pure virgin: Grant that we, being regenerate and made thy children by adoption and grace, may daily be renewed by thy Holy Spirit; through the same our Lord Jesus Christ, who liveth and reigneth with thee and the same Spirit ever, one God, world without end. Amen.

God bless you all and merry Christmas!


Friday, December 23, 2022

What Happens When...

You don't pay the Army, in this case the National Guard. Do you think the unpaid soldiers will be eager to enforce the orders and commands of their DC rulers? Of course they will, they'll be leaping over the top of their unpaid dugouts to do the bidding of their beloved elite leaders.

I know it's really strange, but not getting paid over Christmas for duty done has an effect on morale. Via the Post Millenial:

And again:

Imagine, there you are, a few days from Christmas and looking forward to your Guard/Reserve paycheck and guess what? Doesn't arrive. Instead, the Ukrainian money laundering operation gets $45 billion. I mean to say, why pay our troops when we can pay ourselves?

So back to what happens when you can't pay the Army, in this case the Guard but over the horizon, regulars. Do you think, for example, that III Corps at Fort Hood will just sit under a rainbow flag and take it while snacking on tofu? Bear this in mind, they have all the guns.

Word to the wise,


Bomb Cyclone Winter Eschaton


Many of you will laugh and shake your heads in scorn, but it's cold in Texas. Like no kidding, there's ice and even some snow. "Look," I announced in awe to a young soldier, "Snow, see it?" It took a while but he did, "Oh yeah, literal snow, wow." A few wind-driven icy flakes of it anyway.

So layer up, pull on an Arcteryx fleece, dust off the Carhart and face the new Ice Age. Such, my friends, is global warming. You see, the hotter it gets, thanks to people not paying carbon taxes, the colder it becomes.

I was struck by this, driving into a golden sunset across Lake Whitney dam to say Mass as clouds of mist steamed up from the water. Climate change can be dramatic, no doubt about it. Let's zoom in:

The Sacrament confected and the Sacrifice offered, ite missa est, it was time to drive back to the Compound, wary of black ice and grateful for the privilege of being able to celebrate the Eucharist. Where angels fear to tread, eh?

Domine non sum dignus,


Thursday, December 22, 2022

UK Woman Arrested For Thought Crime


UK pro-life activist Isabel Vaughan-Spruce was arrested this month outside of a Birmingham abortion mill. Her crime? Praying silently in her mind near one of the United Kingdom's new censorship zones, which protect abortionists by criminalizing "any act of approval or disapproval or attempted act of approval or disapproval” in relation to abortion, including “verbal or written means, prayer or counselling…"

Isabel Vaughan-Spruce was spotted by a satanic informer an onlooker who suspected her of praying and reported the heinous crime to police who searched, interrogated and arrested the activist. Released on bail, Spruce is charged with four counts of breaking Birmingham Council's Public Space Protection Order, which forbids silent prayer outside abortion facilities.

According to Anglican Ink, the pro-life thought criminal found her treatment "abhorrent:"

It’s abhorrently wrong that I was searched, arrested, interrogated by police and charged simply for praying in the privacy of my own mind. Censorship zones purport to ban harassment, which is already illegal. Nobody should ever be subject to harassment. But what I did was the furthest thing from harmful – I was exercising my freedom of thought, my freedom of religion, inside the privacy of my own mind. Nobody should be criminalised for thinking and for praying, in a public space in the UK.


The UK's rulers in Parliament are currently weighing up legislation to nationalize censorship zones around abortion businesses, making it illegal to influence, advise, persuade, inform or occupy space within 150 meters of the profit centers.

You can read all about it here, here and everywhere else. But question. How insecure can these people be when they feel the need to ban prayer, in a person's mind, outside of their euphemistic "clinics." Apparently very, at least in the UK. And we have to ask, where does this end?

I think we all know, in the gulag or worse, witness our J6 political prisoners held without trial for a solid two years. In the meanwhile, if you live in the UK, don't you dare criticize the anti-sacrament of abortion, even in your mind, unless you want to get cuffed and taken into custody.

The Rainbow, my friends, is a vicious, murderous beast, to say nothing of Moloch.

Your Pal,


Wednesday, December 21, 2022

Drag Queen Story Hour Satan


So what's driving this craze that's sweeping the nation like wildfire, you know, hauling your kids off to watch drag queens get lewd and tell stories? Because that's so helpful to children. What kind of parent would do that? 

To put it another way, what kind of money would be paying for it, and you know it's not a grass roots movement. Don't say Pritzker or Satan.

These people hate the family, children, women and life itself. They're demonic nihilists, but perhaps you doubt me.

I rest my case,


Tuesday, December 20, 2022

Now We Really Hate You


Dufus & Gold Digger

Jeremy Clarkson of Top Gear fame came out swinging against the repellent Duke and Duchess of Cambridge, aka "Harry & Meghan," in his column for the UK's beloved Sun tabloid. Clarkson admitted to hating Meghan on a "cellular level" and more besides.

Comparing Markle to Scotland's despised Premiere and serial killer Rose West, Clarkson stated, "Meghan, though, is a different story. I hate her. Not like I hate Nicola Sturgeon or Rose West. I hate her on a cellular level."

Even dumbass feels this is weird

What is it about this simpering, hypocritical, private jet flying, money grubbing, attention seeking, whining, crawled outta the LA ghetto  D List celeb which inspires such hatred, right down to the very cells of a person's being?

Good question and I like the way this remarkably privileged, overhyped wannabe princess feels put upon by Europe's leading monarchy. So let's insult your Grandmother-in-Law right after her death. Even common people don't so that, but what am I saying? Markle, now we really hate you.

Get right down on it

The Sun's taken Clarkson's column down after some 6000 complaints. I'd say he was right in the X Ring, if in high spirits, let the reader understand, and while you're at it it think on Markle's faux curtsy. 

She's pulling a San Antonio Fiesta Queen as opposed to Court of St. James. Money on the monkey she saw it in a movie, what?

All Hail Clarkson,


Monday, December 19, 2022

Colonel Burnaby - Victorian Hero


Few today, especially in the States, have heard of him but Colonel Frederick Burnaby was legendary in Victorian England as a hero. And no wonder, standing at an athletic 6.4", this son of a clergyman was famous for being able to vault over billiard tables, bend pokers with his bare hands and much more besides.

Joining the Horseguards in 1859 at the age of 17, Burnaby fast secured a reputation for strength, intellect, good humor and a restless spirit. This drove him to take lengthy periods of leave in adventurous pursuits and that's exactly what they were.

He worked as a war correspondent for  the Times in the Carlist civil war in Spain, went political (intel officer) in Egypt, the Balkans and most famously Central Asia, riding in the latter case some 900 miles on a pony to Khiva. Read the book, if you haven't already, Road to Khiva.

Taking time out from the Army, our adventurous Life Guard went into politics as an old skool Tory in league with Winston Churchill's father, Lord Randolph Churchill. They set up the Primrose League and Burnaby ran unsuccessfully for office in Birmingham.

Undaunted, he rejoined the Colours to serve against the Mahdist uprising in the Sudan where he initially distinguished himself for using a shotgun against the Moslem fanatics, and was mentioned in Dispatches for his bravery, returning home to yet more heroic accolade. But the Sudan wasn't a done thing and Burnaby returned to the fight as part of General Gordon's rescue mission, only to meet his end at the battle of Abu Klea.

He was stabbed through the neck by a Mohammedan spear whilst rescuing wounded men from outside the Square. He died as he lived, a hero, and the soldiers under his command wept at his death. He spoke seven languages, was the first man to cross the English Channel by balloon, authored several books (read Kiva) and was loved by the men he bravely served.

On hearing of his death, Queen Victoria wrote in her diary of "poor, strange Burnaby." Yes readers, there were giants in those days.

Honi Soit,


Sunday, December 18, 2022

Fr. Pavone Fired For Blasphemy - What?


Fr. Pavone, National Director of Priests for Life has been cancelled, removed from the priesthood. Via Lifesite News:

Given all the rhetoric we have heard during the first year of the so-called Synod on Synodality, it is clear that the “listening Church” is making a mockery of justice.

Here’s what we know so far: Catholic News Agency reports that a December 13 letter to all bishops in America, sent from the Pope’s representative in America – the Papal Nuncio Fr. Christophe Pierre – says that Fr. Pavone was laicized for “blasphemous communications on social media” and “persistent disobedience of the lawful instructions of his diocesan bishop.”

Faithful Bishop Joseph Strickland of Tyler, Texas has a response to that:

“The blasphemy is that this holy priest is canceled while an evil president promotes the denial of truth & the murder of the unborn at every turn, Vatican officials promote immorality & denial of the deposit of faith & priests promote gender confusion devastating lives…evil,” he said on Twitter.

In a separate statement, the papal nuncio wrote that the Prefect of the Dicastery for the Clergy – the head of the Vatican’s department dealing with priests – said that there was “no possibility of appeal” of the decision.

This, during a week in which Pope Francis is receiving criticism for his lenient behavior towards Slovenian priest-artist—and alleged sexual abuser—Fr. Marko Ivan Rupnik. This, in the midst of never-ending scandals–financial, moral, and theological–involving  Vatican-based prelates like suspected embezzler Cardinal Giovanni Angelo Becciu and the egregious president of the once great Pontifical Academy for Life, Cardinal Vincenzo Paglia. This, while clerical heretics attempt to destroy the Catholic faith in Germany from within.

This, this is beyond belief.


So let's get this straight. You can be a German bishop promoting same-sex marriage, peddle for Grindr sex in the Vatican Gardens, contradict every aspect of the Church's teaching, be an episcopal member of the atheist Chinese Communist Party and get a pass. But dare to speak truth to power and champion the sanctity of life? Sorry, fella, services no longer required, SNLR.

I say the whole thinks reeks of wickedness and corruption and you might agree. But hold on, just what exactly were these "blasphemous communications on social media"? Serious question. In the meanwhile, I'm aghast if not surprised.

Out demons out,


Saturday, December 17, 2022

Friday, December 16, 2022

We've Been Conned


A few years ago I flew to Calgary with my eldest son to visit family after Christmas. Because he was/is serving and we were flying AA, the airline upgraded us to 1st class. What a welcome surprise and how pleasant, there we were, flying to the land of the ice and snow with room to breathe, metal cutlery, decent food, glasses made of actual glass and all of that.

Gazing out of the window of the plane in search of UFOs I thought about this and it all came back to me, flying used to be this way, for everyone. But now? You have to be rich to afford yesteryear's standard of comfort and quality.

The same thought flashed across the mental horizon while strolling in Newtown, Edinburgh, earlier this year. All these beautiful Georgian houses which are mostly cut up into apartments, you have to be rich to own and live in a whole one today.

I said as much to barrister pal who lives in Leith and was showing us around, "Yes," he replied, "Only the wealthy can afford the lifestyle of the old middle classes." Again, in beautiful Ludlow, within the orbit of the old medieval city wall you never have to go to a supermarket. There's three butchers, bakers, green grocers, cheese shops, 2 fishmongers and on. 

All of this was commonplace, if not so picturesque, not that long ago but now you have to be well favored to live in a place like Ludlow. You know, maybe here in the States people who live in Martha's Vineyard have that kind of old world luxury.

Point being, all of the above wasn't luxury so very long ago, just the way people lived, and I tell you this, we've been conned. As our part of the world's wealth has increased so too should our standard of living. But no, in many respects it's declined and quite literally; your Dollar doesn't go as far as it used to. And no wonder, it's an instrument of debt at interest to the private consortium of bankers that is the Fed.

They, the people profiting off of the way we live now, are doing very well. They're mostly invisible and can enjoy the storied delights of private islands via their private jets while we count ourselves lucky to get an apartment the staff used to live in. Yes indeed, but what shall it profit a man to gain the whole world and lose his soul? 

This isn't a screed against wealth, eye of the needle aside I wish we all had more, but it is a caveat. We've been had, conned, and further complacence will only exacerbate the problem. Churches, I'm looking at you. OK, good luck with that.

Arma Virumque,


And The Show Goes On!


Not content with revealing FBI/Intel agency skulduggery at Twitter and bashing the hated Fauci, Elon went on a tear last night and suspended a slew of Deep State bought and paid for propagandist shills journalists from the influential platform. Here's a few:

1.New York Times technology reporter Ryan Mac

2. Washington Post reporter Drew Harwell

3. Former MSNBC host Keith Olbermann

4. Former Vox reporter Aaron Rupar

5. CNN reporter Donie O’Sullivan

6. Mashable’s Matt Binder

Oh dear, what a total tragedy. But why the suspension? For allegedly doxxing Elon and his family, though maybe too for obnoxious, condescending, deceitful, biased, pugnacious, hypocritical smuggery. Either way, leftist heads are exploding all over the universe and we have to ask, don't they like their own medicine?

This humble mind blog remains permanently banned from Twister. I regard that as a badge of honor.

To the Emperor,


Thursday, December 15, 2022

Cat Woman & Trans Baphomet


One activist woman had too much. She was sickened by the spectacle of a 70 old year member of the local school board putting on lipstick, wearing his deceased wife's clothes and insisting everyone, including children, call him a woman.

What a degenerate freak, more than that, what a crazy. That a school board should expose children, our most vulnerable, perhaps most valuable people to this insanity is beyond outrageous, and all in the name of freedom. 

check out the trans freak on the right, is that a bullet?!?

Freedom to do what, once you've gone under the knife of our medical Mengeles? Freedom to live for the rest of your dysphoric life under the benevolent dictat of Big Pharma. Not cheap, and picture the rainbow CEOs on their private jets. Blood money, if you like.

Regardless, Patriot Barbie turned up at the School Board in trans question in a cat suit and went all Thomist realist on the mountebanks. Here she is:

“I’m a cat. Meow, meow. I’m not a woman dressed as a cat. I am a cat. How many of you believe and confess that I’m a cat?

“How many of you believe that your child or a child from this school would believe that I’m actually a cat? No one. You’re right.

“Truth prevails over imagination. Reality exists. "Discernment is innate and something that we’re wired to have. One look at me and you know this to be true. I’m a woman posing as a cat.”

She continued on Insta, “A board member of this district dresses like a woman and parades around the schools, games, events and believes that he should be able to discuss transgender issues with elementary school students.

“This board has a 70-year-old male member who dresses like a woman and attends the schools, events, fundraisers and sporting events in dresses despite being very very obviously a man.”


There it is. No one, unless they've been driven insane, actually believes their boy or girl is a member of the opposite sex, anymore than they believe Patriot Barbie's an actual cat. Much as we love her.

So what accounts for the insanity? The perverse logic of radical liberal autonomy, good old fashioned sentimentality, nothing else better to do boredom, a dying civilization on its last legs? 

Maybe all that and more, but let's cut to the chase. Baphomet is trans and he was a murderer from the beginning. Look up the suicide stats.

Defende Nos,


Tuesday, December 13, 2022

Putting Up Christmas


Here we are in Dallas, putting up Christmas and it's pretty minimal this year, maybe less is more. But I tell you this, more was more when it came to this morning's storm. Thunder and crashing sheets of rain, all hail Texas and the Eschaton.

Next step? Marvel at the speed at which the storm passed by, someone must've paid their tax, and find yourself at Lowe's in search of a tree. We found one, a smallish one, took it back home and set it up.  Nice.

In other news, SBF's been arrested, the freakish nuclear power guy's been fired and drag queens are invited to the White House to celebrate the, ahem, Defense of Marriage act. Like, what? 

Are we at peak degeneracy and is this a function of being people of the lie? A people so invested in deceit that anything else becomes unbearable or to cut to the chase, have we been driven insane by Satan.

Your call and in the meanwhile we get get ready to celebrate the birth of the Savior.

God bless,


Sunday, December 11, 2022

Yes Please

This gets better and better. Yes please,


Sunday Message


I know, there's only so much hideous degeneracy dawgishness a person can take, so here's a short and uplifting Sunday message for Advent III from Austin Farrer:

JESUS gave his body and blood to his disciples in bread and wine. Amazed at such a token, and little understanding what they did, Peter, John and the rest reached out their hands and took their master and their God.  Whatever else they knew or did not know, they knew they were committed to him, body and soul; they were consenting that he should die for them, and that they, somehow, should live it out.  The cock had not crowed twice that night before Peter thrice denied, but still he knew he was committed to Christ, for Christ had given him his body and his blood.  Christ’s body and blood lived in him, and Christ forgave him; there was no breaking of the sacramental tie.  We are not worthy of Christ, but we are bound to Christ.  With all the sincerity of our minds let us renew the bond, and pray to live for him who has died for us.

God bless you all,


Saturday, December 10, 2022

Dawg Soldier


Check out this recently retired Colonel, what a dog, sorry, dawg. Seems like the pup wanted to play. How revolting.

Did the Alpha Rubber Dawg post any photos while serving? Surely not. It just threatens those who might have. What a #ProudPup.

In the meanwhile, how can we countenance this filth in Command? Air Assault to boot. Outrageous, and you can imagine the effect on morale. I'm no prude, at all, but this is beyond outrageous. Think of the Russians laughing, and they are. A. Lot.

Look, I try to support the team, I really do, but this is beyond.

Your Friend,


A Coyote Story


A churchman called in the other night and our conversation ranged far and wide. He told me about his grandfather, wounded at the end of World War I and demobilized after the Armistice. On returning to the States he caught the train from New York (?) and found himself several days later in Valley Mills, Texas, late at night.

There was no one to pick him up so he decided to walk home, carrying his duffel, home being an earth floored house some 15 or more miles away. So off he went across country, and in the depth of the night became aware he was surrounded by coyotes, "They were all around him, he could hear them moving and he had his knife out. But he made it back to the earth floored house that was his home. Father, it wasn't that long ago."

No, it was not. Sometimes I take guests out to the fields and brush near my friend's range then, at dusk, we hunker down and I tell them to listen as the coyotes start to howl. What an eerie, unearthly sound. The wolf, they say, is their natural predator.

Cave Canem,