Just Chilling

 

Surely, LSP, which hardly sounds like a real name, you mean 'baking'" Well you have a point, it's ridiculously hot here in the great state of Texas because of climate change. That's right, we've moved from balmy July to oven-hot August. So what to do?

The same old thing, not unlike Wellington at Waterloo, when you think on it. Get up, drink strong coffee on the back deck, say Morning Prayer 1928 style, wash up and then take the dog for a constitutional. Sometimes that means a walk to the Pick 'n Steal, today it meant fallow ground behind the Compound.

What was this green space? Something to do with a hospital, I think, now it's a field. Why, we ask ourselves, is it not a communal pool? Good question. Green field dog run complete, amble over to Craig Street and enjoy the shade of some old oaks while you look at what was once a house. The place was demolished last year and lies empty, reclaimed by nature.

A parable for our declining civilization? Perhaps, but don't get too excited, people are moving here from Dallas, Alberta and California because property's still comparatively cheap, which means it won't be in a year or so. Still, reflect on this: Our town numbered some 20,000 souls well into the 1950s, it's around a third of that now. Sic transit, eh? Don't say ancient Rome.

EL SENOR

In other news, El Senor scored a major PR victory in his war against war; behold all those European, vassals leaders, sitting in the Office. Will it bring peace? Dunno, above my pay grade, but a reverse Kissinger alliance with Russia against China would be interesting, don't you think? And let's get back all those billions we've spent on Biden's war at taxpayer expense.

That in mind, sorry UK, better get in line and while you're at it, stop putting people in prison for Wrong Think, you Stasi mountebanks.

Cheers,

LSP

Operation Raise The Colours

 

It's the strangest thing, all over the UK patriots are putting up flags.

Akkad comments:

Right on, Sargon, but here's the thing. The Left hates England, its culture and heritage, to say nothing of its religion, and wants to destroy it, they're nihilists at heart. Hence their alliance with Moslems. To say nothing of that old leftist canard, import the votes.

The Brits? Maybe they're suffering from multiculti fatigue, so wave the flag of St. George. That said, boys, you'll note that flag's cruciform, it's Christian. Reclaim that, reclaim your identity and free yourselves from your rainbow, globalist, elite, antichrist rulers.

Will it end in a fight? Let's see.

Raise The Colours,

LSP

Get Rid Of The Dam Unicorn

 

Do you support this? Yes, yes we do. Then there's what used to be called Great Britain, where a DEI Moslem's been busted for assault, bodily harm and all of that.

Good luck, Mohammad Aziz, and what can we say, chant, and sing? DIVERSITY IS OUR STRENGTH. Better believe it.

Your Best Pal,

LSP

Listen Up France And Everywhere Else

 

This isn't a Frenchy blog; we're not Francophiles here at the Compound. On the contrary, we enjoy pre-lunch drinks in the Waterloo Room of the East India Club, that's us. But perhaps Marine LePen has a point and a good one?

⚡🇨🇵 Marine Le Pen:
"France will take all necessary steps.
Radical mosques will be closed, hate preachers will be expelled.

Salafism and the Muslim Brotherhood will be liquidated." pic.twitter.com/01CDPk3CdN

— Adam Moczar (@AdamMoczar) August 13, 2025

Could it possibly be that Leftist suicidal empathy is meeting it's match? In France? Well it better had do or there won't be anything left but a Caliphate and  Hijabs all 'round. 

Waterloo Room

Who knows, will Lutherans, Anglicans, Presbyterians and Roman Catholics wake up in defense of the Faith and its very current threat, or will they kowtow to Islam like the rainbow apostate Marxists they are.

Your Call,

LSP

The Assumption

 

Today's the great Feast of the Assumption, which is typically ignored or hated by protestants because they think it idolatry. Here at the Compound we think it a singular devotion appropriate to the Mother of God, Mary Most Holy, the House of Gold. Here:

Deus, qui virginálem aulam beátæ Maríæ, in qua habitáres, elígere dignátus es: da, quǽsumus; ut, sua nos defensióne munitos, jucúndos fácias suæ intéresse festivitáti: Qui vivis et regnas, cum Deo Patre in unitáte Spíritus Sancti, Deus, per ómnia sǽcula sæculórum." 

Roughly translated by AI:

O God, Who chose the virginal dwelling of the blessed Mary to be Your abode, grant, we beseech You, that, defended by her protection, You may make us joyful to participate in her festival. Who lives and reigns with God the Father in the unity of the Holy Spirit, God, for ever and ever.

In other news, it's VJ Day and a friend went to the Cenotaph in London to mark it. Well done him, but he was one of a small handful to honor our forgotten army. Bad show, quondam Great Britain.

Best,

LSP

It Rained

 

Yes, at last, it rained. What. Bliss. Of course if you lived in Ireland or, say, Aberystwth, it wouldn't be such a big deal but here in Texas it is. The heavens opened, lightning cracked down, thunder rolled and all was good on the porch of the Compound.

In related news, Texas Democrats  are being redistricted out of existence. Could this gentle rain be their liberal tears, flowing from the rainbow heavens? Such sweet tears.

Your Gun Rights Pal,

LSP

Dark Star

Dark Star. All hail.

See you at the Farmers' Club,

LSP

PS. Farmers is unpretentious, well put together and a perfect location; members are the right stuff and you can't go wrong there. At least that's what I think. If you're planning a Whitehall gettaway, check it out. Seriously.

Everything's Just Fine - UK, We're Looking At You

 

Everything's just fine in the Sceptered Isle, which is why this Coinbase ad was banned from the UK's national networks. Almost as though they think the country's serf-peasant class weren't able to watch it on the internet. Here, have a look:

 

🚨 TV ADVERT DEPICTING THE STATE OF BRITAIN HAS BEEN BANNED!!!

Coinbase CEO tweeted “Our ad which got banned in the UK by the TV networks has sparked quite a reaction. If you can't say it, then there must be a kernel of truth in it,” pic.twitter.com/gRIsJIWhEd

— James Freeman (@james_freeman__) August 10, 2025

Sometimes, dear friends, it's better in song. On topic, do you remember a time when we used to accuse the Soviets, rightly, of banning free speech and dissent? 

Cheers,

LSP 

Dogging

 

Just another day at the Compound. Go downstairs and there's a dog sleeping on the sofa, another dog's waiting on the landing, and lo and behold, there's an adorable puppy on your front porch. What to do? Abandon the pup as he starts to cry by your corner ferns? Allow the poor little creature to be gerrymandered outta existence like a Democrat fraud?

No, take the pup in, heal its wounds, clean out its fleas, watch it mewl and nip in its adorable way and then pass it on to animal services in Hillsboro Texas. "Dam, that's a pretty puppy. Here's what they do, throw 'em off on the corner of your yard."

he died of cuteness

Yeah they do, and that's too bad. The other option's this: throw out your unwanted dog in the country and drive off. Watch, or don't watch, as that dog packs up and starts to attack lambs, calves and all of that. Then behold the farmers who shoot that dog.

I did that once. A gang of Chows had packed up east of I35, threatening livestock and human beings. "LSP, you got a rifle? Gotta shoot some Chows." So we sallied forth, rifles in hand, against the Chow menace. Result? No Chows, someone had shot them the day before.

brave pup

Point being, DO NOT drop your dog off as though it were some kind of trash. Not acceptable. Here at the Compound we do rescues but can only take so many in. Take note. We're also armed to the teeth.

Your Best Friend,

LSP

Stand Steady

 

Just some inspirational music.

Don't underestimate the Sceptered Isle, reports of its death are, I reckon, premature, and remember this. Everything the Left enacts or intends produces the exact opposite of its intended result.

DFTR,

LSP

Build Back Nuclear Better On The Moon

 

Here's the thing, energy's really important to us but do we have enough for an ever expanding economy? Good question. No, we do not. Finite resource meets infinite demand, problem. Solution? Build nuclear power plants ON THE MOON.

Yep, that's what we're talkin' about. Get that fission off planet and beam it back to earth, and we'd better get there before Russia or China win the regolith award.  Here's CNBC:

The U.S. should deploy a small nuclear power plant to the surface of the moon before China and Russia are able to do so, the interim head of NASA has told the space agency’s staff.

NASA should be ready to launch a reactor to the lunar surface by the first quarter of fiscal year 2030, Transportation Secretary Sean Duffy, who is serving as the space agency’s acting administrator, said in a directive to NASA dated July 31. This would work out to late 2029.

China and Russia are aiming to deploy a reactor to the moon by the mid-2030s to power a joint base, officials in Moscow and Beijing have said. The first country to deploy a reactor on the moon “could potentially declare a keep-out zone which would significantly inhibit the United States from establishing a planned Artemis presence if not there first,” Duffy warned NASA. The Artemis mission is NASA’s lunar exploration program, which was first announced in 2017.

NASA should issue a request for proposals to industry within 60 days, according to Duffy’s directive. The reactor should be able to generate 100 kilowatts of electricity at a minimum, according to the directive. It would be transported aboard a heavy class lander with a payload of 15 metric tons.

A reactor without a 100-kilowatt output could power about 80 U.S. homes. By contrast, the average nuclear reactor in the U.S. fleet can power more than 700,000 homes.

The NASA program, called Fission Surface Power, will rely on microreactor technology, according to Duffy’s directive. But no microreactor has been licensed by the Nuclear Regulatory Commission, let alone built in the U.S. President Donald Trump issued a series of executive orders in May that aim to expedite the commercialization of small nuclear reactors.

Duffy’s ambitious directive comes as the Trump administration has proposed steep cuts to NASA’s budget. The space agency also remains without a Senate-confirmed leader. Trump named Duffy as acting administrator after pulling his original nominee in May amid a feud with SpaceX CEO Elon Musk.

Politico first reported Duffy’s plans to launch a nuclear reactor to the moon.

Hey, why not? Imagine a Fukishima disaster in CONUS or France or Russia, awful. But what happens if all that nuke power is ON THE MOON. Safe, right? How we get the power back to Terra is another matter again, space elevators, massive nano wires, Graphene Oxide, MRNA shots? But whatever, off shore power to Luna and we'll all be rich and the environment saved.

Do you think, dear friends, that lunar power will be free?

Ad Astra,

LSP

Pool

 

someone else's photo

Hubbard Texas is great in many ways, it has an attack helicopter for a war memorial, respect, an orthodox Anglican church where the sacrament's reserved and the door's unlocked, it even has Malone's old railway  station which serves a parish hall. Good work, crew. And it has a pool.

We went there today. What a great little community pool, lying there cool and blue under a hot Texan sun. It was pretty empty too, with a few kids carrying on mas gusto to lift the spirits, but here's the thing - they were VERY well behaved. Like no kidding, I was pleasantly taken aback, as in there's hope for us yet. Yessir.

Someone from LA accused me of taking "A Myspace era shot." OK, I'll take that, unreconstructed.

The lifeguard girl announced that she was "going to college" in September and I asked her where. Texas A&M. To do what? Engineering. Congrats kid, and well done that girl, and what a lot of fun to hang out by the water  in this rural Texan haven. Why, the world asks, can't the COUNTY SEAT have such a thing?

A community pool, dear friends, is apparently beyond the imagination of our local overlords. Something, someone once sang, better change. And perhaps it will, now that fleeing, cowardly, hypocritical, malfeasant, brazen, criminal, deceitful Democrat politicians have warrants out for their arrest.What can we say? Haul 'em in, lock 'em up and throw away the key. I'm not holding my breath, but still, it's a nice gesture.

Dark Star

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Golden Void

 

Ignore and scorn Crowley, just chillax, consult your tailor and listen to the tune. See you on the Terrace.

Cheers,

LSP

Just Riding Around

 

Note RDS

So whadya do on a Monday mid-afternoon? Go for a ride around Hill County, of course. Don't be shy, drive down 171 and slow down through Bynum, there's not much there to be honest. Then scream into Malone, which used to be a prosperous German town with a railroad station, until it wasn't. Still, it's got several saloons which I haven't tried out, maybe later. 

Next stop? Hubbard, aka Slap Out, because their general store was always slap out of goods. It's that way today, with a semi-derelict "high street" and relics of quondam prosperity, as in a few beautiful houses. Also, bear in mind, a small Anglican church where the Sacrament's reserved and the doors are open.

Hubbard's got a pool too, which looks awesome, and a war memorial in the form of a chopper. Stop, get out, and pay respect. After that, head to Irene. There's not much there and it's hard to tell where the farm ends and the town begins.

Dark Star

Fall back, mission accomplished, to the Compound, and wonder at the sheer demonic evil which has stripped these little towns of their prosperity. Keen-eyed readers will note that hideous windmills are lurching to the south east of this. Imagine the landfill. But you know what they say, gotta destroy the land to save the land. Big drinks all 'round.

Oh, did you hear about all of these Texan Democrat politicians who're about to be arrested for sheer, brazen malfeasance?

Cheers,

LSP 

Sunday Wisdom

 

Jesus admonishes the multitude, "Take heed, and beware of all covetousness; for a man’s life does not consist in the abundance of his possessions." Covetousness, the inordinate desire and passion for worldly goods, which St. Paul describes as idolatry. So it is, an idolatry of material things at the expense of the true God.

Here's Benedict XVI, preaching on Palm Sunday some years ago:

A person can be materially poor yet his heart can be full of greed for wealth and for the power that derives from it. The very fact that he lives with envy and covetousness shows that, in his heart, he is one of the rich. He wants to reverse the division of goods so that he himself can take over the situation that was previously theirs.

The poverty that Jesus means - that the prophets mean - presupposes above all inner freedom from the greed for possession and the mania for power. This is a greater reality than merely a different distribution of possessions, which would still be in the material domain and thereby make hearts even harder. It is first and foremost a matter of purification of heart, through which one recognizes possession as responsibility, as a duty towards others, placing oneself under God’s gaze and letting oneself be guided by Christ, who from being rich became poor for our sake (see II Cor 8: 9).

Inner freedom is the prerequisite for overcoming the corruption and greed that devastate the world today. This freedom can only be found if God becomes our richness; it can only be found in the patience of daily sacrifices, in which, as it were, true freedom develops. It is the King who points out to us the way to this goal:  Jesus, whom we acclaim on Palm Sunday, whom we ask to take us with him on his way.

 

I can't add to that, but will point out: We must be rich towards God and this heavenly treasure is Christ Himself. Therein lies true, unending, eternal value. And remember, while you're at it, there's no luggage rack on the back of a hearse.

What shall it profit a man?

Your Friend,

LSP

In Search Of Space

Vicious rumours that so-called "Baron" Brock and his hirsute ScyFy authour pal Michael Moorcock are running a second hand car dealership in Monmouth are entirely that, vicious rumours. In related news, NWO globalist attempts to swamp the people of the UK aren't sitting well with the gen. pop.

The peasants, dam 'em, are revolting. You see, perversely, the white working class don't want to be replaced by Moslem barbarian savages. How very racist.

Yeah, let's see how Ladbroke Grove this massive vote grab works out and don't say Enoch Powell. Rivers of blood, anyone?

Cheers,

LSP

Clean It Up

 

And that's just the revolvers, don't say voting rolls, census, banana republic fraud, Dominion, Hillary or any of that. No, just get a couple of pistols clean and wonder at the obedient sheepistry of countries like England, Ireland, Scotland, Canada and Australia. Like what's with the demographic suicide of the Anglosphere? Huh. 

OK, sure, hand your guns over to the State, because it loves you so very, very much, just like it did the Red Indians. Remember them? And, obviously, you'll be so much better defended when you're defenseless. Not unlike Climate Logic, when you think on it, the warmer it is the colder it gets. Or Tax Logic. The more you pay the richer you are. Except that you're not.

That in mind, word to the wise. Free men defend themselves, slaves can not.

Gun Rights,

LSP

Well Well Well

 

nasty

So it's come to this. Loading up the Old Pumpkin plyboard onto the bed of the rig, driving her off to the country, sawing up some 2x4 and hey presto! you've got a target. Don't get me wrong, setting up that pumpkin beast ready to shoot wasn't easy, nossir, not in triple digit climate change. But we got the job done.

Next step? Take the storied pumpkin out to 100 yards from the shooting house and behold the sheer awesomeness of it. Fire a few rounds from a couple of .38 SPC snubbies, see if the pistols actually work. Lo and behold, they do, result.

Then staple an enemy Green Terr onto the unassuming pumpkin. There zhe is, in silhouette. Square off against that dangerous persyn from the tailgate and have at it, snubbie style. Result? Not bad. A ferocious little Rock River Arms double action hit reliably center mass, though its heavy trigger didn't help. Still, a 200 buck pistol? Does the job,  right on.

A little single action Smith performed beautifully. Man, what a gem of a pistol. I finished off the shoot with 5 rounds in or around the X Ring without hardly trying. 3 pound trigger does, indeed, make a difference. 

What a lot of fun. Just you, the guns, the pumpkin, the Green Terr and God's own Texan countryside. Beautiful.

Gun Rights,

LSP

WAKE UP

 

just for kix

Wake up and just look at that old fool.

See you at the dam Club(s), seriously.

Gun rights,

LSP

Cowboy Candy

 

Cowboy Candy? Wait, what? Jalapenos? Yes, exactly. Here at the Compound we're going green and growing our own food, and part of this means jalapenos. But here's the thing, These plants, by the grace of God, produce an abundant harvest; so many peppers, so what to do? Candy those homegrown bad boys. Here's how.

Raise many adorable jalapeno seedlings. Watch them spout and grow, and then transplant them to the ground of your compound. Good, honest, down to earth work. Then water them and watch them grow, like a gardener. No kidding, in time they'll start to flower and bear fruit, peppers. Harvest those peppers and behold the glory of God's creation as you do. Then?

Boil up a cup of cane sugar, a half cup of apple cider vinegar, add 1/4 tsp of mustard seed, celery seed and turmeric and 1/2 tsp of kosher salt. Bring all this to a boil and simmer for a few minutes as you slice up a 1/2 pound of peppers.

Add the jolly peppers to your simple syrup, let 'em boil for a few minutes until vaguely shriveled, then transfer your garden grown goodness to a mason jar using a slotted spoon. It's not hard, just do it. Next step, simmer the spiced syrup for four or five minutes and then pour it on top of the peppers in their specially sterilized jar.

Somewhat in awe of this garden-to-mason-jar progress, stand back and have a glass of cold white wine, you've deserved it, and let the syrup simmer for a few more minutes. That done, pour it over the peppers in their shiny, glassy jar. Well done, let it rest, like the good Lord on the Sabbath, then seal up the jar, put it in the fridge and wait for a couple of weeks.

Net result? I tell you, dear friends, total awesomeness. Word to the wise, don't touch your eyes while you're at it.

Cheers,

LSP

Support Your Local Thought Police

 

In the UK you can be censored or go to jail for the sheer, brazen, literal temerity of daring to criticize the policies of that country's benevolent rulers. Pay attention, serfs, we're watching you, for your own benefit. And remember this, you thought criminals.

Diversity is our Strength

Diversity is our strength and you'd better not disagree unless you want a knock on the door by the freedom police. Yes, to protect the children, obviously.

Do you think that at some point, perhaps in the near future, that even the mild-mannered English will have had enough of Free Speech Britain? Maybe some still remember the old song which went something like this, "Britons never, never, never shall be slaves."

Rule Britannia,

LSP

For Our English Friends

 

Maybe you've noticed there's a certain amount of turmoil in the once United Kingdom. You see, their beloved rulers had this clever plan, Viz. Import millions of third world savages into shoebox size island on account of imperial guilt. Get votes. Make landlords moar richer, and get all that cheap labour to boot. What a great scheme.

Everlasting political power meets across-the-aisle profiteering and guess what, we all make loads of money, except for the serfs, they suffer. Genius. But maybe, just maybe, this two-bit ponzi's being called. Brits aren't, apparently, too desperately keen on being replaced by Jihad savages. Go figure.

300,000 British protesters just conquered central London. I don’t think arresting Tommy Robinson had the effect they were hoping for… pic.twitter.com/SlRGb5GXnT

— Inevitable West (@Inevitablewest) October 26, 2024

 

Diversity is our Strength, and let's not say it'll end in tears.

Your Best Friend,

LSP

Great Upheaval

 

There's been great tumult at the Compound lately. Decks and sidewalks power washed, yard furniture stripped and painted, new deck furniture bought, end of season discount thank you very much; cars bought, books moved, yes, there's hundreds if not thousands of these miscreants, guns cleaned, house cleaned, steak grilled, libs and their comsymp cohort denounced on the daily, Johnny Cash and Led Zep played on continuous loop, and so it goes on.

What can I say, busy, but not in a bad way. At the end of this evolution we'll see the old place emerge stronger, brighter, and better put together than ever before. It's not all there yet but work continues and the end's in sight. Insomuch, obviously, as we'll ever reach perfection in this short and all too flawed life. Hey now, τέλος.

yes please

Speaking of which, who would've thought our country's intel, media and executive would've pushed and executed the absurd, risible, brazen, stoopid, malfeasant, deceitful, treasonous lie that Trump was a RUSSIAN AGENT. Like what? Yet they did. Who knows, maybe Comey, Clapper, Brennan, Hillary and the Magic 0 will be held accountable.

Don't hold your breath, dear friends,

LSP

Cars & Clubs

 

You see, on the one hand there's cars. V6 racing suspension and all of that. Some love it, even here at the Compound. Then, on the other hand, there's Clubs. Have a look:

Are these two things opposed? Hardly, go together like guns and guitars. At least that's what I think and I'm sticking to it.

Your Ancient Pal,

LSP

PS. Let's see DNI theater turn to hands behind bars, please, not that anyone's holding their breath.