Friday, February 27, 2026

Report From North Front

 



North Front in this instance being Dallas, where Ma LSP reclines on the sickbed of a fractured spine. That sounds awful, and it is, but she's made of stern stuff and's recovering  on schedule. The important thing, they tell me, is to encourage movement, get up and go as opposed to sinking into the sofa forever.

No small caveat. People do just that, they break something, sink into the sofa, lose the will to live and die. No joke, and to that end we encourage movement which, as the Philosopher assures, is a sign of life. So, thank God all's on an upwards trajectory to full recovery here. She's fit, which helps. But that's just North Front or more accurately Home Front. What about everything else?




It seems Pakistan's got itself into a border war with Afghanistan, and we have to wonder, is this some kind of type of future UK polity? Outcome undecided. Then there's Iran or Persia, an ancient civilization controlled by a savage barbarian moon cult. Will we strike or will we not? All this to say nothing of the UK's latest HomoRainbowGreen/IslamoMarxist win in Gunchester. A lot going on, no doubt about it, and here, in Dallas?

Making dinner for the aged p. and voraciously reading PG Wodehouse. You know, it's been years since I did that and those missed years were ill-spent. 

As you were,

LSP


PS. Are you recovered from HST?


PS. Speaking of PGW, who famously said that the world he wrote about was small and is now non-existent, listen up. PGW's world may be gone but his vibe certainly existed in the '90s in London. I know this. Pan to a kitchen in South Ken where I'd been dropped off by a faithful driver, and no sooner as, noticed a chap with a ridiculous red suitcase on the kitchen table.

One thing leads to another, and I asked the redboxer kitcheneer, "I say, are you something to do with the government?" He looked at me and raised an eyebrow, perhaps a fraction of an inch, "I'm a Cabinet Minister, which is why I have this red suitcase."

I retreated, dear friends, to Lanson. An admirable fall back, do you not think?


5 comments:

Beans said...

Keeping the infirm moving is a needful thing. One I am very familiar with. There's a reason the Physical Therapist is known in the trade as Personal Torturer. You must cut no slack, but also skate the fine line of pushing too far.

As to Paki and Afgani, as long as no canned sunshine is released, well, let them fight.

Israel just hit Iran's air defenses again. Last time that happened we bombed Iran about 8 days later. And Iran is getting stroppy about their nuclear program, so Trump is gonna bomb again.

Maybe with the continued pounding by Israel and the US the Persians will collapse under both internal and external pressures and something approaching 'peace' (for values of 'peace' in the Middle East) will actually occur regarding Iran.

Wild, wild west said...

Apparently sooner than eight days this whang around. While I'm generally always in favor of a good air show, we also need to be air dropping guns (lots and lots of guns) to the Iranian people. Way past time.

re: HST. Amazon has graciously offered to bundle the suggested volume with Don Quixote and Meditations by Marcus Aurelius. Prescient, eh?

LL said...

My best to MaLSP. MaLL is in the hospital (age 93) recovering from surgery. It's contageous.

LSP said...

LL, I'll give her your best and rest assured of my prayers for your Mother. 93!

Beans said...

I estimated '8' days. Well, dang, should have been 8 hours. Crazy.