Nessie's Back

 

Do you remember the Loch Ness Monster? Sure you do, an historic cryptid if ever there was one. There it is, according to sightings for a solid 100 years, a sea serpent, perhaps a living dinosaur, in a loch, in Scotlamd.

Far out, I guess Nessie just paleolithic sea monster decided to beat its friends' extinction event by hanging out in the 230 meter depth of a Scottish loch, undisturbed. A sleeper agent from the Younger Dryas and beyond, sorta thing.

Ha, ha, how stupid, like the Anglican Church of Canada itself (ACOC) or its older brother, the dying Church of England (COE). But not so fast, punters. Unlike ACOC and the risibly rainbow COW Nessie shows signs of life. 

Seriously, some fisher persyns mapped out a sonar image of the beast. Like no fooling. What does this mean? At the very least that Team LSP has to foray into Scotland and get to the root of the matter. As in, see if there's a dinosaur in that loch or not.

In the meanwhile, our beloved rulers refuse to help Trump voting citizens in America despite spending billions on money laundered aid to the living monster that is Ukraine.

Cheers,

LSP

Look What Happens...

 

When you take a break from the hurley burley, a massive, catastrophic flood streams through Appalachia, destroying towns, houses and, most importantly people. What a total disaster. And what do the Feds do, the very same people who tax you. Nothing or very little. 

In fact it's worse than that. They're actively blocking civilian volunteers from giving aid to the communities and people washed away in the flood. Like no kidding, you fly in there on your private chopper or mule train to help these people, like a citizen, and we're gonna arrest you. Wow, we've sunk really low.

You can read all about it on the internet, while it's still legal in this country. In the meanwhile, don't forget FEMA is outta cash coz it gave all its money to illegal immigrants. Quelle horrible vote winning surprise.

Do you think, dear readers, that our beloved overlords really, really hate us? You know, all the way to the nearest Georgetown steakhouse. Let me put it another way. Do you think our rulers care more for our well-being, here in America, or for money laundering schemes in, say, the Ukraine? 

To help us in this simple thought experiment, ask yourselves which action leads to their, our rulers, enrichment. Some might argue we're dealing with outright traitors to their country and people. Gauge the consequence.

Yours,

LSP

SSC

There's this thing, a priestly fraternity bound by a common Rule of Life and by commitment to claiming catholicism for the Church of England and its heirs. It's called the SSC, the Society of the Holy Cross, Societas Sanctae Crucis. It's a good thing, which won its spurs in the slums of East London, still existing today to uplift Anglicanism to Catholicism.

That in mind, we met for a Provincial Synod in Dallas for the last couple of days and guess what, no wymxn priestesses, no guitar playing nuns and, mirabile dictu, no liturgical dance. Far out. No, just a series of Solemn High Masses, Benediction of the Blessed Sacrament and, what can I say, true religion.

To that end, Fr. JJ was elected Master and Jefe of our province. What a good man, I support him 100%, as I supported the last Master, who was a shooting pal. So what can we say? Dig the pit for the Cross and remember, resurrection ain't far behind.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Defende Nos

 

St. Michael the Archangel, 

defend us in battle. 

Be our defense against the wickedness and snares of the Devil. 

May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, 

and do thou, 

O Prince of the heavenly hosts, 

by the power of God, 

thrust into hell Satan, 

and all the evil spirits, 

who prowl about the world 

seeking the ruin of souls. Amen. 

O glorious prince St. Michael,

chief and commander of the heavenly hosts,

guardian of souls, vanquisher of rebel spirits,

servant in the house of the Divine King

and our admirable conductor,

you who shine with excellence

and superhuman virtue deliver us from all evil,

who turn to you with confidence

and enable us by your gracious protection

to serve God more and more faithfully every day.

Amen,

LSP

Into The Sprawl Like A Hero

 

So what's up? You sip strong covefe on the back porch of your compound and watch the sun rise through pecan trees, casting golden light on dewy grass. Such is rural Texas at the end of September, not bad at all. Next?

Thank God for the beauty of it all, say Morning Prayer (1928 BCP) and steel yourself for the day ahead. Why steel, that sounds extreme and somehow absurd. Not so fast, punters, steel's the word because the mission ahead meant driving into the DFW Metrosprawl to a lawyer's office in a place called "Arlington." And let's make no mistake, driving into the 'sprawl from the country takes nerve.

I took the scenic route. I35 E towards Dallas, exit 287 to Midlothian, which has nothing to do with Gladstone, veer onto 360 Toll, exit I30 West to Fort Worth, hook a left on Collins, marveling at the sheer sprawl of the thing, and reach your target. Collect your box of documents from the law dog and drive back from whence you came.

Like wow. South Fort Worth is exploding with new apartment blocks, condos and mega churches. They look mighty flimsy, and I30 is insanely spaghetti junction. OK, all hail prosperity and Texas, but is this the best we can do? As in, "Why live in a city when we can live on a road." You''ll note, dear readers, that the latter turns us into a kind of hobo.

Anyway, made it back from the different planet that is Mega City DFW, it's the size of Connecticut btw, to the relative tranquility of the Compound. Mission accomplished. But hey, have to tell you, really pleased I'm back in the country; the 'sprawl connurb is a whole different thing.

Speaking of which, someone's turned up to mow the acre of so of compound/church yard, in the dark. Huh. Guess I'd better check on that mowop.

Cheers,

LSP

Malfeasant

 

What, our governance? No, just the upstairs AC, which is no joke in September Texas. Point in mind, I slept for a week on the couch downstairs, where the air works and it isn't 100+* But all that's over now, Greg turned up and replaced the malfeasant compressor.

He's a good guy and wears camo, which means you mostly can't see him. He also turned away from assorted wickedness to "follow Christ." Well done. Does that include assisting Mass? I've asked, many times. Not yet, apparently. Hey, Rome wasn't built in a day.

In other news, P Diddy's sharing a room with FTX Friedman, the totally not corrupt Mayor of NYC is being charged by the totally not corrupt DOJ and the fuel tanker which supplied a Middle East US Carrier Group apparently "ran aground." Far out, sure that wasn't a torpedo? You know, just throwing it out there.

Get off the couch, 

LSP

War

 

⚡️🇷🇺‼️🚨UPDATE FROM UGLEDAR FRONT, with video of what it currently looks like: 

👉Russian post: "The artillery guys who are now working near Ugledar are happy. The number of shots fired from a gun in one day exceeds even what was in Artyomovsk. They don't spare shells for the… pic.twitter.com/abLhhkNlRd

— SIMPLICIUS Ѱ (@simpatico771) September 24, 2024

The above shows Russian batteries demolishing Ukrainian held Ugledar. You can imagine what it's like to be under that bombardment and some of you may have experienced something similar. Terrifying. I haven't, thank God, and neither have the US Neocons who are driving this.

It seems the plan was simple, even elegant. Provoke Russia into an action against Europe's largest, best supplied, best trained, NATO allied force in Europe and then laugh as the stupid Russkies fell apart with corruption, idiocy, and incompetence as they dashed themselves against the new Seigfried Line of Fortress Europa. And then, as they reeled in defeat?

Putin would be overthrown in a lesbigay color revolution, and Blackrock, Microsoft, Rothschilds, Madonna, Taylor Swift, Prince Harry, P Diddy and the US political Junta would take over Russia by proxy. What an awesome plan, and it almost worked. Putin's initial SMO floundered and failed, notoriously. But now? 

Autocrat Putler didn't asset-strip and off-shore his country's manufacturing base, which means literally Nazi Russia can actually make shells, missiles, bombs, planes, ships and guns. Unlike us. Huh. I guess we counted on a quick victory, resplendent with rainbow flags pride triumphant flying over the Kremlin.  Not so fast, kids, hasn't worked out that way.

At the very least, pause for thought. Here's Armchair Warlord (ret'd US Artillery Major):

 

It's astonishing how many people, who had been held up as actual experts in the West before the war, came out with takes like this after things kicked off.

Our entire class of credentialed "Russia experts" turned out to be, almost to a man, frauds fueled by anti-Russian bigotry. https://t.co/73Z5d0rTF9

— Armchair Warlord (@ArmchairW) September 25, 2024

Point being, let's stop this. Why should anyone die, and they are in their thousands, so that Pelosi, Romney, Biden et al will become even moar richer than they already are. 

Cheers,

LSP

A Children's Choir

 

Lo and behold, punters, a children's choir in Georgia. That's right, a children's choir. Here in the West we'd be lucky if those kids could sing This Little Light of Mine, if they could sing any hymn at all, which would be difficult for them as they don't even go to church.

Question, who's more free? The Georgian child in the choir worshipping Christ or her Western, secular equivalent? The latter has all the freedom in the world to worship money, drugs, sex, plastic, drag queen story hour degeneracy and everything else our pseudo-culture holds up as divine. The former makes beautiful music to God.

A wake-up call. If their kids can do it, why can't ours. Serious point and question.

Your Pal,

LSP

Spotted At The Range

 

What a sensible T shirt!

Cheers,

LSP

P Diddy

Have you heard of genius pop mogul rapstar P Diddy, aka Sean Combs? Perhaps you have, Diddy's a big fan of the DNC, boosting Obama, the Magic 0, Hillary and, lately, Deep State Kamala. But here's the thing. Diddy, bless him, was apparently running some kind of supercharged celeb sex ring. Per Breitbart:

According to the Tampa Bay Times, the alleged parties, a.k.a. “Freak-Offs” or “F.O.s,” occurred at some of the swankiest hotels in Miami, Atlanta, New York, Las Vegas, and Los Angeles. “Sex parties so brutal that the young women and men lured into attending them would often vomit and pass out from being drugged, beaten and raped, sometimes for hours on end,” the outlet described them as.

 

That's our Diddy. He's been denied bail and we have to wonder at the blackmail list. Behold your beloved rulers? Good luck. And of course Harry and Meghan aren't part of this, at all. Diddy's on suicide watch in gaol, go figure. Maybe the cameras will magically turn themselves off.

Don't say Epstein,

LSP

Just Relax And Take It Easy

 

That is all,

LSP

Will He Win?

 

Look how happy those swingstaters are when Old Joe DON's the MAGA HAT.

Does this mean EL SENOR is going to win this race?  Pompey Redivivus style? Wouldn't bet the monkey on it, but that's just me.

Your Pal,

LSP

The Feast of St. Matthew

 

Today's the Feast of St. Matthew, a wicked tax collector who repented and followed Christ, much to the disgust of the self-righteous, hypocritical Pharisees. But what can we say? Christ tells us, "I say unto you, that likewise joy shall be in heaven over one sinner that repenteth, more than over ninety and nine just persons, which need no repentance." (Lk 15:7) 

Such a powerful warning and also an encouragement, the latter being that there's hope for us yet, think of Matthew himself or worse yet, the thief on the cross who turns to Christ in his death agony, "Remember me, Lord, when you come into your kingdom," only to receive the reply, "Today you will be with me in paradise."

What a corrective against the hideous, judgemental, pride of the Pharisee. By all means hate the sin, and we should, not least our own, but love the sinner. Matthew is an example of the effect of such grace.

O ALMIGHTY God, who by thy blessed Son didst call Matthew from the recipt of custom to be an Apostle and Evangelist; Grant us grace to forsake all covetous desires, and inordinate love of riches, and to follow the same thy Son Jesus Christ, who liveth and reigneth with thee and the Holy Ghost, one God, world without end. Amen.

 

Here endeth the Lesson,

LSP

Kaboom

 

First it was pagers, those totally forgotten by everyone bar Hezbollah comms devices. There you are, in Beirut, fixing to page your ter pal and then, boom. Dam, who knew Mossad had rigged your pager to the Hezzy supply chain, but they had. Bad day for Hezzy, no doubt about it, but was it over, like Joe Biden or a bad Taylor Swift song? No, the op intensified.

Yesterday saw walkie talkies, cell phones, solar panels, radios, household appliances, you name it, all exploding on our Jihad pals in Lebanon. What can we say? A brilliant op, no doubt about it, and it reminds me, on a lesser scale, of a Sergeant back in the '80s.

Our convo went something like this: "There we were. We knew the shooter's location and his weapon. All we had to do was swap out his ammo with rounds that'd explode in the chamber. Boom, job well done. But command said no."

I guess that Irishman got lucky, Hezbollah? Not so much. RWA comments: "The way this operation combines truly malicious cruelty and personalized precision is real art, perfect terror attack. The demoralization alone must be worse than the kinetic impact."

Quite. Leaving aside the knotty issue of the safety of your electronic devices, will they explode if you post a mean tweet, what's your take on Israel's latest Lithium Offensive? Mine is this. If I were Israel facing an existential threat (Thank God you're not - Ed.) I'd go full on defeat the enemy, no holds barred. Pagers, walkie talkies, smart fridges, EVs, phones, tablets, wifi speakers, you name it, all fair game.

Point being, if you're in a state of war, see Israel Oct 7, do it to win. That said, does Operation Pager cross the line into unjust war and ethically invalidate itself. I don't think so, but you might. Feel free to disagree.

Advance to Contact,

LSP

Chairs

 

C'mon, LSP, those old chairs aren't gonna respray themselves! Ain't that the truth, and they are old, a set of Francois Carre chairs which belonged to, I think, my great great aunt great grandmother. Or something like that. Carre patented the design in 1866 (!) and it became popular in the 1920s and '30s, on account of its Deco style, and the chairs were made in the US into the 1940s. I think mine are '30s, but that's a guess.

O Miserable Offender

Regardless, they grace the front porch of the Compound now, doing their bit to lift the tone of the place. But, and here's the thing, they're made of metal, notoriously, and what happens to metal when it's exposed to the elements on a Texan porch or any other porch? It rusts.

Wretched

This means you have to take care of the chairs, maintain them, lest they oxidize themselves to death like, say, Detroit or the US Navy. That in mind, I met the issue head on with a scraper, 100 grit sandpaper and Rustoleum industrial grade white enamel spray paint.

1st Coat

It's a fun job, if you like scraping rusty old paint off of metal chairs, sanding them down, cleaning them off and applying spray paint in pretty much triple digit heat. But the end result? Most satisfying, it feels good to restore beautiful things, even if they're only chairs. 

So, one down, two more to go. And I know, do it properly fella and take the metal beasts to a shop for a sandblast and maybe a powder coat. Hey, that's for later. In the meanwhile, DIY.

Cheers,

LSP

Oops - No More Kebob For You

 

Look, all we we were trying to do was set the time, you know, across the board, and then... boom. Sorry, no more kebob for you.  See, what they did was remote explode all these Jihad pagers, that's right, they, big international Jihad, were using encrypted pagers to talk. Now they're not, they're all Jihad exploded, all three thousand of them. What a bad day for Hezbollah, what a good day for Israel.

Who uses pagers anyway? 

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Missed Again

 

So here we are, another day, another assassination attempt on EL SENOR. OK, to be expected and par for the course, but this time the would-be assassin, Ryan Wesley Routh wasn't a sad, bullied, gender dimorphic DemTeen, but a 56 year old Ukromaniac DemBoomer with full blown TDS. So much so that he went larping as a sniper with a view to shooting Trump while he played golf.

The whole thing's curious, to put it mildly. Yesterday's Trumpian golf play was apparently "off the record," so how did Routh get access to 45's occult schedule? In similar vein, Routh was rejected by UKR authority to serve in the International Legion but attempted to recruit soldiers, not least Afghans, to fight against Russia. 

He worked in Kiev and met with the Helsinki Commission in DC to achieve that end, and even featured in an AZOV recruitment video, no less. See below. That in mind, how was he not known to our Beloved Rulers; Vindman, no one's looking at you, not for a second. But here's the thing.

EXCLUSIVE: Attempted Trump assassin Ryan Routh appeared in a propaganda video for the AZOV BATTALLION in May 2022 pic.twitter.com/eugjHXHXqw

— Jack Poso 🇺🇸 (@JackPosobiec) September 16, 2024

Why are all these assassin wannabes so utterly rubbish. Remember how the semi-troon tried to take out 45 with some kind of AR, clearly visible from a roof? And now Routh, who so desperately wanted to get kinetic despite never having served, much less fought; well, there he is, on a golf course, with an SKS. Excuse me, that's your sniper rifle?

Don't get me wrong, I love shooting my SKS, big fun, awesome weapon, and the bayonet's fun to stab dinner tables with, but pro-assassin sniper rifle? No, it is not. So what's up with this. Is there a bad, bad competency crisis at US agency level or... was this a UKR GUR FSB hit job, run independently of their US handlers? Per Armchair Warlord:

Second assassination attempt on Trump in two months.  This time - allegedly - by someone deeply involved in recruiting foreign fighters for Ukraine.

ANSWERS.  NOW.

And if the GUR or SBU are implicated in this plot, Putin needs to take a number and move to the end of the line.

 

Or something like that. In the meanwhile, EL SENOR lives to fight again another day and monumental, industrial scale TDS has been arrested and charged with firearms offences. Huh, far out, the news cycle doesn't get any less weird.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

It's Over

 

You were going to vote Trump like a sorry fool and then that dream died. Yes, smash hit celebrity superstar Taylor Swift has endorsed Kamala, the Candidate of Joy. Wow, now all you idiot Nazis will have to change your vote from the Orange Fuhrer to La, who is not a Kackling Whore. So take that, autocrat Fascists, it's over.

In related news, Russian strongman Valdimir Putin has told the world that deep strike attacks by Western supplied and guided missiles on Russian territory would be counted as an act of war. Let that sink in, an act of war. Two questions.

1. Can we fight such a thing, given off-shored manufacturing and more seriously 2. Should we fight it at all. 

In answer to the first, I'd argue doubtful. To the second? Why should any American soldier lose his life in defense of Blackrock? Why should anyone at all die so that Larry Fink & Co can get even moar richer than they are already?

You know, because if Russia wins in the Ukraine there'll be this trans genocide and everyone in Europe will live in the Soviet Union and have to go to church and worship icons instead of going to trans bathrooms. And Blackrock and its buddies will lose a whole lotta cash.

Genius celeb Taylor Swift's socialist, private jet net worth is estimated at 1BN$. Not shabby!

Cheers,

LSP

The True Cross

 

Today's the Feast of Exaltation of the Holy Cross. You may recall that Constantine's Mother, Helena, recovered the True Cross in Jerusalem, where it was rightly venerated until the heathen Persians sacked the Holy City in the early mid-7th century. Emperor Heraclius retook it in 628 AD, only for the savage Moslems to overtake his victory and conquer the holy city in 638 AD.

Heraclius, perhaps the last of the classical Roman Emperors, saved the Cross from Mohammedan fanatics, however, a large fragment remained in Jerusalem and was rescued by the first Crusaders, who venerated the relic and took it into battle with varying degrees of success.

I find the history or legend of the relic fascinating and compelling, that's me, but reflect on the words it points to, "If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself, take up his cross and follow me." 

Again, "Whoever would save his life will lose it, and he who loses his life for my sake and the gospel's will save it." And lest there be any doubt, "What shall it profit a man to gain the whole world and lose his soul?" Reflect on that.

Here endeth the lesson,

LSP

Just Cleaning Some Guns

 

Here's the thing, dear readers, guns are great but they're not going to clean themselves, and unless you get more and better servants you have to do the job yourself. Such is life, and whoever said it'd be easy? Rigors of this mortal coil in mind, I took Break Free, cleaning rods, some kind of gun oil and all of that to a CZ 20 Drake and a Ruger American .22.

The CZ's new, and some say a 20's a gauge for LOSERS and GIRLS, as opposed to the mighty 12. I say no, there's nothing wrong with a 20. 1. It's light, quick to presentation 2. Doesn't bust your shoulder up 3. Get's the job done with elegant sufficiency. Or, as a UK punter put it, "If shotguns were invented today they'd be 20s." He has a point. Going after something larger than dove? Load a more powerful round. Hey now, plenty of that around. Thanks, shotgun tech.

In other news, I've been thinking, please don't laugh, and came up with a really good idea. Here it is: Let's INVADE RUSSIA. 

Like it? Pretty clever, right?

Dzerzhinsky,

LSP

Lest We Forget

 

Apparently this:

Is equivalent to this:

In the mind of the Cackling Whore and her 

Thought Patrol Coaches. 

Is anyone fooled? I surely hope not, because if you are you're severely troubled, mentally. Just look at that guy with tattoos and bison horns, like the loathesome Jamiroquai. Yes, there he is, subverting OUR VERY DEMOCRACY, like 9/11 or Pearl Harbor but so, so very much worse.

Have you noticed the how the Left gets ultra shrill, superlative and histrionic about... nothing? Almost as though they need to manufacture crises to keep the fervor going.

Red October,

LSP

Fine Art America

 

What great art, produced in our very own country. Has there been a finer American commander and gentleman? I don't think so, but feel free to disagree.

In other news, 45 didn't seem to do so well against the Cackling Whore last night and seemed tired and off his game. Am I wrong? The Whore, on the other hand, was lively, tip-top and full of whorish sneers. No word salad for this whore, just sharp talking points delivered through earphones masquerading as earrings and a Disney ABC interlocutor who refused to confront her loose woman lies.

Will the nation be fooled? Who knows. Will we produce another Lee or someone like him? Perhaps courage will rise to danger and we will. In the meanwhile, things don't look too bright, pray that changes, perhaps the fate of the world is in the balance.

Cheers,

LSP

DEBATE NIGHT

 

A friend reminded me that the person who comes over as most likable wins the debate. It's not about facts, arguments, reason or anything like that. My, we've most certainly devolved.

OK, this semi-lame post was a welcome excuse to deploy Blondie's awesome Rapture. And what's wrong with that?

Cheers,

LSP

OPERATION TURKEY RUNNER

 

Phase 1. Get Turkey Runners, thanks to new neighbors hating "dirty old rugs." Rip out hideous old industrial 1980's carpet from stairwell. Marvel at overengineered installation. Save underlay, this will come in useful later.

Phase 2. Clean stairwell, remove tacks and staples from previous installation. Sand wood treads with fine grit, maybe you sweat as you do, no one ever said this would be easy. Clean the stairwell again, brush it down, wipe it off, and then stain the treads with MinWax or similar. No "rule."

Phase 3. Cut old underlay to size, it mustn't overlap the runner you're about to lay down, obviously. I used a set of industrial scissors for this task, you might use something else, and that's OK, your call. Underlay sized, staple those pads down. I used an Arrow range stapler and T50 staples, .5" 12mm.

Phase 4. Yes, this is a complex operation, it's now time to roll out Rug #1 down the length of the stairwell. Start at the top, securing the Old Persian with staples. Word to the wise, you don't need to overdo it, three staples per tread should work.

Phase 5. The final, lower staircase. Underlay in place, start at the bottom and work upwards to the landing. Once there, fix your rug to the floor with a handy stapler and behold, a job well done. Now you have anciene regime Persians lining the steps of the Compound's stairwell. How can that be bad?

Well, the photos don't do these old tribals justice, but still, what a nice result. My neighbors scorned them. I find that hard to believe, yet here we are.

Your Pal,

LSP

Corrupt As Hell And Maybe More So

 

Yes, beloved rulers, we're looking at you. Net worth Nancy Pelosi, at least 25 MN$, Dick Cheney, that lovable old grandpa, 150 MN$,  John Brennan, our good old friend of democracy in the CIA, just a pathetic 3 MN$ So much for small fry, what's Hillary worth? A mere 120 MN$ Now we're talkin'! And El Senor 45-47? 

Wow, a catastrophic 7.5 BN$. Yep, you read that right, billion. Dam, and he isn't even a politician, he's just incredibly rich and loves America. The others, Pelosi, Cheney, Clinton, Kamala, Biden et al have lots of money too, though not at the same stratospheric level as El Senor, Musk, Bezos, Gates or Soros. But here's the thing, and I mean this.

El Senor, for all his Pompey Redivivus, loves America, and this is fitting for a President. The others? Not so much if at all, bought off for mere millions. You will note, dear readers, that Trump is not a politician. You will also note that back in the day, MPs weren't paid, and if you didn't own property you couldn't vote.

They weren't complete idiots, back in the day.

Cheers,

LSP

Spies Who Lie

That'd be at least 51 of them, all of whom went on the record saying Hunter Biden's laptop and associated scandal was Russian "disinformation." You know, like a sinister GRU plot to overthrow our free and fair elections. Remember that? 

Fast forward to today and Hunter Biden's pled guilty to tax fraud. Not a good look, and where does prosecutorial evidence come from, admissible in court? Well goodness gracious, from Hunter's laptop no less. What does this mean?

That US INTEL was and has been captured by the Democrats? Shurely not, mine's a triple G&T, bar persyn. That Hunter's indictment and guilty plea are a feature of a bizarre Kremlin Game of Thrones power play? Perhaps. Or maybe we're just being lied to, constantly, semper, ubique, all the time.

As we reflect on these hypotheticals, keen-eyed Biblicist readers may remember that Satan is the Father of Lies.

James Clapper's net worth is estimated at a paltry 5M$ Socialist Buyed-Off-Bucks. Or maybe he wasn't bought off, maybe this evil old man and his pals really believe it. As always, you be the judge.

Your Ruggish Pal,

LSP