Cheers,
LSP
Just a thought, and to be fair, perhaps the Russians will die laughing as they confront La Fortress Europa's Rainbow Force.
The UK used to rule the world, now it's this. A washed up crew of people who'd be lucky to get a position as staff. Pathetic, useless, risible. Will there be change? Let's see it; as it is you're a laughing stock.
The Sceptered Red Isle's at it again, with MPs voting in the aptly named House of Commons to decriminalize abortion up to the point of birth. You see, in the UK abortion is a criminal offence with major exceptions up to 24 weeks. The 24 week limit has now been voted down by the hugely unpopular Rainbow Leftist NWO stooge shills in Westminster. Lifesite explains:
However, as previously covered by LifeSiteNews and the Society for the Protection of Unborn Children, pro-abortion MPs have put forth amendments to the Crime and Policing Bill to gut the UK’s existing abortion restrictions.
New Clause 1 by Tonia Antoniazzi MP would decriminalize any role by the woman in abortion, meaning that while the various conditions would remain in place and doctors would still be liable for violations, women could take abortion pills themselves for any reason, at any point, without consequences. New Clause 20 by Stella Creasy MP would go much further, effectively removing all legal restrictions on abortion.
The Pink hued Moloch Satans sitting in their green leather upholstered benches cheered when the baby killing measure passed. Has the venerable if shrinking Church of England said anything? Not as far as I know, they're too busy gaslighting for Pakistani rape gangs, you know, because racizm. The Roman Church? We're waiting for a response from the hierarchy.
In the meanwhile, shame on the UK, a country which I love, to allow itself to be taken over by shameless rainbow Bolshevik devils. What can we say, these people are nihilists, they destroy, even in the womb, and we build. We are about life, they're about death, so they really hate us.
Do you think, dear friends, that the pendulum will swing? It better had do or were looking at trouble, not least Divine wrath.
Your Friend,
LSP
Good Lord, what tumult. Yet moar war as Israel launches against Iran, astroturf riots in, you guessed it, Democrat run cities, an awesome military parade to mark the 250th anniversary of the US Army, President's Day and last but certainly not least, Trinity Sunday.
Behold the Holy and Undivided Trinity, revealed to us by God Himself and, for a fact, it's not the kind of thing you'd cook up if you wanted to invent a religion for fun, gain and personal profit. Three Divine Persons, one God. Theologians tell us the key to the mystery is love, which I find helpful, perhaps you will too.
Love, in its various aspects, involves a giving of self to the beloved. Imagine this taken to perfection in the life of God. From eternity the Father pours Himself out in a perfect act of love, a total donation of divine being, and the Son is begotten, who in turn gives Himself perfectly to the Father. In this eternal, timeless exchange of being Father and Son are one in substance or essence, and the love which flows between them is itself a Person, the Holy Spirit, who proceeds from the Father and Son and gives Himself back, perfectly, in love to them.
So, in a dynamic of perfect love Father, Son and Spirit are one in divine substance but distinct as persons by virtue of their relationship one to the other. Excellent, we say, but how can relationship amount to personhood. Good question and worth reflection, eh? Regardless, here's the inestimable Farrer:
THE disciples who were present at the Supper saw and heard Jesus Christ making eucharist to the Father over the bread and the cup. They were witnesses of the intercourse between the Eternal Son and his Eternal Father. Mortal ears and eyes at that moment perceived the movement of speech and love which passes in the heart of the Godhead; human minds entered into that converse of the Divine Persons which is the life and happiness of the Blessed Trinity. Belief in the Trinity is not a distant speculation; the Trinity is that blessed family into which we are adopted. God has asked us into his house, he has spread his table before us, he has set out bread and wine. We are made one body with the Son of God, and in him converse with the Eternal Father, through the indwelling of the Holy Ghost.
Beautiful and true.
God bless you all,
LSP
And here's the song:
It's only fractured, just a little nervous from the fall.
Beautiful.
Your Ancient Pal,
LSP
What's going on, LSP, you ask with bated breath as WWIII threatens to kick off in the Middle East, What's with all these ferns and cushions replacing the spartan austerity of the Compound? Good question and perhaps you think I've defected to the other side. Wrong. What's happened is this.
After many, many years Mrs LSP decided to leave the Land of the Ice and Snow, aka Calgary, and head south to the North Central Texas Exclusion Zone. Yes, there were and still are many moving parts, but the bulk of the mission's accomplished. No small thing, punters. Short term result?
Everything's bizarrely civilized and the rough and ready Compound's getting used to having a Lady's Side. I'll tell you this, fellow friends of the New World Order, sometimes it's best to play the long game. I know, shot in the dark, but there it is.
In related news, Mrs LSP's driving a DOG from Calgary to Texas. This, dear readers, is a feat of skill, daring and courage by anyone's standards. You see, in the old days you could fly canines cheap in cargo, then came COVID. Not anymore, can't do that, it'll give people COVID or, more to the point, less cash.
What a total moneymaking scam. More on this exciting story as it develops.
One Ring To Rule Them All,
LSP
Here's the thing. Our hard-won civilization may be dissolving before our eyes but that's no excuse to let standards slip, far from it. To that end I pressure washed the pavement leading up to HQ and the porch itself, along with the venerable Compound's timber sided west wall and windows.
Great result, everything looks fresh and weirdly civilized. Ferns hang, cushions, ahem, sit on swing, and the deck's clean and ready for action. The total, when you think about it, reverse of our hell-hole cities. So congrats on a good job well done; the Compound breathes clearly now because dirt and grime has been washed away. It all looks... strangely white.
There's a moral in this, if you care to draw it.
Your Pal,
LSP
All eyes are on LA and associated astroturf bought and paid for "No Kings" riots here in the US. The point of these, apparently, is to brand El Senor as an king dictator autocrat for the sheer, brazen, Fascist temerity to uphold federal immigration law. Wow, what a literal Hitler.
Roughly translated, how dare he threaten our genius level plan to import millions of votes and ensure one party Democrat rule for a thousand years. Yeah, what an evil king for saying illegal aliens are actually illegal, and while we're at it, since when was a country having borders and, you know, actually being a country, Fascist? And that's just it.
Countries are now Fascist because, ahem, their people, especially the white working class, don't vote rainbow globohomo Left. Problem. Solution? Go identipol cultural Marxist and import millions of foreign savages to replace the recalcitrant commoners then shriek racism when the the Gen. Pop. revolts, which is exactly what's been happening in Ireland.
You see, the Irish peasants are revolting because their daughters are being raped by immigrants. How very totally Nazi of them. OK, here in the US we can take in a large amount of people because we're so huge, Ireland isn't. So do the math, importing millions of savages into a country the size of a shoebox is going to cause problems, to put it mildly. Check it out:
#Ireland faces surging #antiimmigration #unrest.
— Running Ahead 🔎💯 (@AmericanSpyIn) June 11, 2025
Alleged assault by undocumented #migrants has triggered riots and mass protests.
Several immigrant homes set ablaze as locals rally under the banner of protecting #Irish identity.#Ireland #Immigration #IrishLivesMatter #Ballymena pic.twitter.com/LIMdyXQSHq
The vaunted pseudo-conservative, agitprop, controlled opposition Daily Telegraph has gone so far as to state the obvious, that the people being replaced by their Rainbow GloboHomo Overlords might be upset about this.
Good heavens, who will put the revolting peasants down, the British Army, all three transsexuals of them? Situation developing. In the meanwhile, stand by for an abrupt cessation of activity as federal charges are brought against mercenary Bolsheviks in US cities.
No Bishop No King,
LSP
Just seems appropriate right about now and thanks Wild, for the tip. That in mind, are you on or off the dam bus?
Well look what happens, you take a couple of days of to celebrate a Rodeo Wedding and look at this, LA erupts in fiery peaceful protests against illegal criminals being arrested for being, you know, criminals who broke the law.
Evidently EL SENOR sent in the Guard and a battalion of Marines from Pendleton. Corrupt haircut Newscum's blaring out FASCISM! and BRING IT ON and perhaps SENOR will, they spit, we hit style. I hope so, it'd be satisfying to see tax-funded Marxists thrown in gaol for being the rainbow Bolsheviks they are.
Regardless, while paid astroturf Bolsheviks attempted to relive the hideous storming of the Summer Palace and failed, I celebrated a wedding. It was a cowboy thing, most seriously, and beautiful with it. What a great result. But here's the thing.
Does the DNC really think that going hard on open borders is going to win them votes? By the same token, since when did a country having a border make that country Fascist? I tell you, punters, all five of you, they've been driven insane by Satan.
Word to the wise. The hydra-headed Serpent has a habit of discarding its toys.
PS. Wholesome:
Well look at that, an hanging fern, damme.
Yet more of them. A veritable deluge.
A friend texted me, "Is this Ante Bellum?" I replied, "No, more like 1910." Era Discipline you see, but perhaps you're wondering, "Does the irregular if prestigious DLC (Dallas Light Cavalry) allow wymxn into its midst?" No, of course we don't, but there is a Lady's Side, and a powerful one.
All this to say nothing of the RHA, which used to be a combat unit with a ceremonial side, being 50% wymxn. Canons are roaring, right? More on the UK's pathetic DEI defense capability and preposterous belligerent grandstanding later. But I will say this. Would any of you sacrifice a single penny or drop of blood to defend the UK as she now is? Let's see how how UK recruitment figures are stacking up.
LSP
Ooof! USS Harvey Milk, the gayest ship that ever there was, is being renamed per Pete Hegseth's orders. What will the ship be called going forward? Who knows, maybe USS Patton, Jackson or Lee. Whatev, here's Zero:
Secretary of Defense Pete Hegseth has ordered US Navy ship be renamed so it no longer honors a gay rights activist. Springing into action, Navy Secretary John Phelan has assembled a working group to come up with a new name for what is now the USNS Harvey Milk, and they're expected to announce the new honoree by the end of the month.
"[Secretary Hegseth] is committed to ensuring that the names attached to all DOD installations and assets are reflective of the Commander-in-Chief’s priorities, our nation’s history, and the warrior ethos," said Pentagon spokesman Sean Parnell. Pentagon sources tell various outlets the move was deliberately timed to coincide with Pride Month. Earlier this year, Hegseth summarized his campaign to overhaul the military's culture: “No more pronouns, no more climate change obsessions, no more emergency vaccine mandates, no more dudes in dresses."
In related news, recruitment figures are way up. Wow, quelle tremendous surprise. You can read all about it on the Internet.
Cheers,
LSP
So what's going on at the Compound? Good question. Power washing the back deck with a Hyper Tough pressure washer. Wow, watch that grime get washed away.
Next step? Sand the ancient timbers of the deck or merely cover them with a stained seal? Dunno, let's see what kind of wisdom prevails. In the meanwhile, it's all going on here, and that's no bad thing.
Next installment in this thrilling episode of Southern Country Home? HANGING FERNS. Stay tuned, punters.
Your Best Pal,
LSP
Do you remember the POC puke who stabbed a boy because, how dare he, suggested the holy, sacrosanct, protected POC move his seat? Sure you do, Carmelo Anthony took a knife to a High Scool seating arrangement. Read all about it on the internet and I hope the family of the teen who was killed by this black savage gets justice and recompense.
In other news, Ukraine launched a massive strike against Russia's nuclear bomber fleet, Mrs LSP is urging me to practice "Ring of Fire" and Kier Starmer, the UK's hated leaderene, is telling Brits to stand by for war-fighting "readiness." Excuse me, with what army? Surely not another excuse to raise taxes.
Regardless, here at the Compound we're renewing fishing licenses, clipping hedges, growing tomato vines, getting Letters of Introduction and all of that. What can I say?
Clubland forever,
LSP
What does the Demon want? Trans rights, Bolshevikism, insane men in your daughter's bathroom, moar tax, race war, no borders, your erasure as a people under the guise of tolerance. Oh, and no Christianity. Russia's against this so we're fighting it, because fighting Russia always goes well. Dear friends, maybe this time will be the exception.
Discuss.
Your Anti-Pedo Pal,
LSP
A few years ago and there I was, riding with my boys in a beautiful arena. They rode well, I tell you, then exited stage left. Time for me to open up the throttle and run hell for leather around the track, which I did.
Dear readers, all two you, please understand that this was like taking a Maserati out for a a spin; Randy was/is a PRA barrel horse, notorious for throwing careless riders. "Hey, man, take it easy, don't fall off," Did I? No, I did not, much to PRA amazement. On the contrary, we sped along as one.
What a lot of fun and guess what, the kids, bless 'em, rode like buddha pros.
Your Best Pal,
LSP
It's not easy being a MONARCHIST these days. Perhaps it never was. Regardless, musical friends are learning this tune to produce on the world stage. Go for it, boys.
Push a Pike,
LSP
Ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves.
Then there's Bob Weir's shorts. Ignore them, get in the groove and thank God for his mercy. Speaking of which, picked up a valu pak of 9mm today. Time to take that little pistol out for a spin. Fire onna mountain style.
Cheers,
LSP
"Huh," I thought to myself, Sherlock Holmes style, "Where are they?" Good question, surely they weren't at Shooky's, which is a pleasant marina restaurant overlooking the lake.
As you know, intuition is key in the detective trade and I followed it, arriving at Shooky's some 20 minutes after Mass. It's alright there, it has a resort marina friendly vibe and a great view of the lake, and the food's alright. I ordered catfish, onion rings, hush puppies and a plastic beaker of cold white wine. Nice. Next step?
Wander around jolly old Shooky's and look for the lost sheep of the house of Mission #2. Lo and behold, there they were, in the pool room. A grin, "Happy Feast of the Ascension! You do know the food here's even better after Mass." What can I say? Caught in the act, and a good time was had by all, what good people.
Oremus:
Concede, quaesumus, omnipotens Deus: ut, qui hodierna die Unigenitum tuum Redemptorem nostrum ad caelos ascendisse credimus, ipsi quoque mente in caelestibus habitemus.
Grant, we beseech Thee, almighty God, that we who believe Thine only-begotten Son, our Redeemer, to have this day ascended into heaven, may ourselves dwell in spirit amid heavenly things.
God bless you all,
LSP
Everyone is paid off. We don’t have a Congress. We have a group of money laundering criminals
535 self enriching criminals taking legal bribes from their donors to steal our money is the dumbest form of government in existence. 95% should be in prison, not in Congress.
And we're paying for it at every turn. When, dear readers, is enough enough?
Your Cheery Pal,
LSP
PS.
Thunder rolled like the sound of distant guns, a young buzzard picked at the carcass of an armadillo in the street and there you have it. A Memorial Day morning stroll down the sylvan boulevards of Olde Texas to the Pick 'n Steal, aka Shamrock filling station, for coffee and Marlboro Light Shorts.
There'll be hamburgers on the grill later with good time to be had for all. That said, let's not forget the purpose of the day. Here's a short prayer from the 1928 BCP:
ALMIGHTY God, our heavenly Father, in whose hands are the living and the dead; We give thee thanks for all those thy servants who have laid down their lives in the service of our country. Amen
May they rest in peace and rise in glory,
LSP
Here's what happened. We climbed into the rig and drove to Dallas to take care of business. Part of that involved picking up flowers for Ma LSP by way of Mothers Day and Birthday. And then? Fire up the grill and have at it, burgers. What an enjoyable evening.
The next day was all about USGOV in its local franchise and it wasn't bad, all things considered, though it left Mrs LSP hungry for tacos. Yes, street tacos, fancy tacos, any tacos would do. We found some just off the hideous Kennedy memorial in Dallas' attempt to build a tourist trap, it's deserted, failed "West End" restaurant strip. My dad used to love it there, and I thought of him as we got down on those tacos. They were pretty tasty, if pricey.
Next step? The Galleria. Far out, I hadn't been there since the '90s, but off we went down the Tollway and arrived at the objective. What was that? You ask with bated breath, H&M. Yep, H&M, and I tell you this, punters, the one on Regent Street's better. Don't ask me how I know. Both are cheap, fortunately.
Then back to Ma LSP's HQ for dinner. Was a good time had by all? It most assuredly was. More later as this exciting story develops.
Your Best Pal,
LSP
A friend from England, where self-defense is banned, wondered if AR 15s were much use against our climatic adversary. Sure they are, you can always shoot the rain. Then, almost as though it had never been, the storm retreated, beaten, no doubt, by Texan firepower and resolve. And the next day dawned.