Sunday, February 15, 2026

A Room With A View

 



Keen-eyed observers will recognize downtown Dallas as seen from the 9th floor of Methodist hospital. But why, you ask in that wondering way, were you there? Because Ma LSP thought it'd be a good idea to lift a large and heavy planter on the back deck. No, it was not a good idea, it was a bad idea, which resulted in a compound stress fracture in her lower back.

Fortunately, she was able to make her way across the street to a good neighbor who drove her to Methodist, and one of the LSP sisters was able to help out to boot, very much so. Me? I tipped up today after Mass at Mission #2, Sacrament in pyx, and full of filial piety. Thank God, we all agreed, that surgery wasn't on the cards.

Surgery. No small thing at any time, much less in your 80s. As it is, she''ll have to wear a brace, she calls it a "corset," and go to rehab for a week or so, then back home. Good thing there's family in the area, eh?

Well, I left her watching Bonnie & Clyde just as the sun set over the glassy towers of the Metrosprawl, setting them ablaze with its light. Dear friends, you'll note from the above photo that one of our buildings is made of gold. Yes, gold. Surely not some kind of parable.

But more on this hospital scenario anon. In the meanwhile, do say a prayer for Ma LSP's full recovery.

Yours,

LSP

Friday, February 13, 2026

All Hail Mr Lowe

 




Man, he's stand out above the poltroons and egregious pigs-in-the-trough mountebanks who've run formerly Great Britain into the ground. Mr. Lowe donates his salary to charity, isn't part of the bought and paid for Uniparty quango which effectively loathes and despises the people it taxes and governs for its own enrichment.

Will this man succeed, over and against the University driven shrieks of the Quisling Left? I don't know, busy here in Texas as opposed to Westminster, but here's the man himself:



Oh, and lest ye forget, he ID's the State as our enemy. How DARE HE. 


LSP

Church Of England Shocka

 



In a shocking new development, the Church of England's General Synod voted on Thursday to halt its controversial Living in Love and Freedom process, a multi-year initiative which attempted to broker gay blessing rituals into the life of the declining denomination.

For now, stand alone same-sex union ceremonies remain officially prohibited by the denomination, and clergy are not allowed to marry their gay partners. However, new gender and sexuality working groups will continue the gay debate.

The Synod's ruling left some on the rainbow wing of the Church heartrendingly disappointed, with one priestess, Claire Robson, stating that “the cost to my life and ministry is incalculable … Hopes have been dashed and apologies rendered meaningless.” Rev. Charlie Bączyk-Bell said his “heart was broken.” Here xhe is, in full rainbow weepdown (fwd to end):



How long will the Church of England and its Sinod be able to resist such impassioned pleas for gayness?  Will clergy persyns get gay married anyway in rainbow defiance of Church law? Will there even be a Church of England by the time its new sex studies groups have stopped talking? If not, that's one problem solved, Net Zero carbon emissions from the UK's shrinking national Church.

Cheers,

LSP

Thursday, February 12, 2026

Reflections

 


We used to have beautiful art and architecture and a culture we exported, ending slavery, cannibalism and widow burning to the people we ruled. To say nothing of roads, schools, industry and all of that. How very, very, very colonialist evil, which reminds me of a time in the Anglican cathedral in Nairobi.

There it was, hung with memorials to Empire and mostly forgotten regiments. I stood in awe. The Bishop of Winchester's wife felt differently, "How disgusting!" she exclaimed  over a cup of Kenyan coffee in the grounds of the church. I looked at her and noticed she had two snakes tattooed on her shoulder blades. Imagine, if you can, the looks of the Edwardian ladies whose sons were memorialized in that cathedral.




All oblivious to the wife of the Bishop of Winchester, all she felt was disgust at Great Britain's colonial past, and she's one amongst very many. Marxism, cultural or otherwise,  poisoned their minds such that they hate their country, its past and its Faith, they're in rebellion against it even as they live with its benefits, for as long as those  survive, which won't be for very Sharia longer.

Note this. self-loathing, virtue-signaling Leftism won't fare so well when it's being rainbow kicked off the nearest Victorian building in Tower Hamlets. But that's as maybe.

The Epstein thing continues to reap victims in the UK. Has a single person been brought to justice in the US, as in client list? No, they have not.  For that matter, even if we win the culture war, which I hope we do, will we still have a culture to export. Ahem. Make of this what you will.

Your Friend,

LSP

Wednesday, February 11, 2026

HO HO HO!

 



Well what have we here, a UK billionaire who has the sheer temerity to call out the obvious, that his country's being colonized by votes immigrants. Well go figure, 12 million or so imported Islamic votes over the last five years with associated welfare? Way to go. Here's Sir Jim Ratcliffe and note, the Left are shrieking and swallowing their bifurcated tongues:



When people with money start holding the mountebanks in power in Westminster and beyond to account there might, possibly, be some change. What's the alternative? 

Welfare breaks. The vaunted, holy, sacrosanct NHS breaks. Wages drop, prices rise. Taxes rise. Rents rise. Money flees. Once great cities become urban hellholes, and only the very, very rich live in Ivory Tower splendour over the burgeoning mass of minimum wage bread and circus serfs. 

Sound familiar? It should, it's the Detroit model and we're living through it. And I tell you, the above scenario's a veritable template for conflict, not least when your imported votes are Moslem savages. Maybe Ratcliffe et al can put a stop to this unfortunate trend, after all, their money's riding on it.

Bet the Monkey,

LSP

Unfit For Purpose

 



Yes, UK Parliament, we're looking at you. What a gang of poltroons, of self-serving, despotic, subpar, traitorous, margarine demon Blairite mountebanks. There are exceptions, like Mr. Lowe, but they're rare. Has the time come for what's left of the UK's Army to go full Cromwell? Surely a Battalion of Guards or better yet, Gurkhas, would be more than sufficient.




Don't get me wrong, I'm a full-on Charles I monarchist, obviously, and no fan of Cromwell and his military tyranny of Major Generals. But something radical has to be done, clearly, and that's just in the UK. Surely Congress and Senate have no need whatsoever of a purge.

Your Old Pal,

LSP


PS. Read Belloc's Cromwell and Charles I, two outstanding biographies from everyone's favorite belligerent.

Monday, February 9, 2026

EPIC GENIUS

 


By way of prelim: 



Whoa, it's a knockout. Then there's this, behold sheer, utter GENIUS.

 


We stand in awe,

LSP 

Sunday, February 8, 2026

Dark Star

 


Wow, what a movie. And here's the song:




Stand back in awe, but what about us, floating freely in the space of post WWI deconstruction? Dark Star crashing or can we turn this ship around?

Cheers,

LSP

Saturday, February 7, 2026

Hail Christopher Lee

 



We know this rightly acclaimed actor for his commanding presence and aura on the silver screen, where this horror legend often played the part of diabolic, supernatural, occult villains such as Dracula. But Lee was more than an actor. 

He was a direct descendant of the Holy Roman Emperor Charlemagne, an Anglo-Catholic(!), and a knowledgeable student of the occult, who felt the Wicker Man his best movie and Lord Summerisle his favorite part. He had this to say about diabolism:


I have met people who claim to be Satanists, who claim to be involved with black magic, who claimed that they not only knew a lot about it. But as I said, I certainly have not been involved and I warn all of you: never, never, never. You will not only lose your mind: you lose your soul.

 

He wasn't joking. Lee was also famous for his love of Metal, far out, and released several albums in that genre, such as Charlamagne, Omens of Death. He notoriously favored a double breasted blazer, for which we at the Compound applaud him.




Hail Christopher Lee,

LSP

The Fate of Empires

 



Have you heard of General Glubb, Glubb Pasha? A remarkable British soldier who served in World War I and went on to serve and lead the Arab Legion in the 1930s. He continued in this role until the 1950s and the arabization of the Legion's command, he died in 1986. That's by way of background, but when not soldiering Glubb was a scholar and historian who believed the rise and fall of empires followed a sevenfold pattern.

Namely: Outburst, Conquest, Commerce, Affluence, Intellect, Decadence, Collapse. Outburst, Conquest, Commerce and Affluence speak, I think, for themselves, Gilad Sommer describes the following two phases of the imperial trajectory:


The Age of Intellect – affluent young people now aim for the acquisition of knowledge and academic honors leading to new discoveries and technological progress. In a sort of nostalgic reverie, intellectuals begin to look back, document, and write down the history of the empire. A dangerous byproduct of the Age of Intellect is the belief that intellect by itself can solve the problems of the world.

“Any small activity requires for its survival a measure of self-sacrifice and service on the part of its members. (…). The impression that the situation can be saved by mental cleverness, without unselfishness or human self-dedication can only lead to collapse.” (Glubb)

The Age of Decadence – the empire is getting old… Civil dissensions arise. The boat is sinking, and instead of collaborating to repair it or to build a new one, political factions fight each other over the leftovers. Immigrants flood the cities. Memories of old rivalries reappear. In response to the sinking of the empire, the helpless citizens react with aggressiveness or with a mentality of “after me, the flood”, an atmosphere of pessimism and frivolity arises. People live for themselves and for the moment, thus accelerating the breaking apart of the empire.


missing Decadence but you get the drift

Thus in the end, through internal decay brought on ironically by success, the empire falls and is replaced. Glubb believed this process took around 250 years, and it's more than a little tempting to see ourselves in his Age of Decadence, the timing's even about right. But the question is, can we cheat the prophets and reverse the trend? That remains to be seen.

SPQR,

LSP

Friday, February 6, 2026

Lib It Up Fridays!

 



It's Lib It Up Fridays, and what can we say, the sheer horror.  Have you forgotten Benghazi? We haven't, and just think, this utter beast could have been our President. So we present to you Hillary Clinton, who scores an astounding 10 out of 10 Lib Points for bestial, demonic iniquity. But, dear friends, do feel free to disagree.

And for an excellent China brief, see VM here.

Your Pal,

LSP

Nicki Minaj Rules

 



Talented, successful and loved pop star Nicki Minaj came out and said it, you can't vote Democrat and be a Christian. At least not with any integrity; their loud, enthusiastic support of killing babies in the womb alone seals that one. Republicans? Another if related story. That aside, here she is:


Nicki Minaj:


Any Christian who votes democrat again is a fool. They’re showing people that it’s ok to disrupt a church during worship. This is how they truly feel about you. The veil is lifted. No morals. No integrity. It’s not enough for them to have an opinion, they’ve escalated to physical intrusion of places of worship. The demons inside of them are so bothered. All the time.

 

Right on, Nicki. And look, here's an infovideo:


 

Never thought the Compound and associated DLC would be endorsing Minaj, quite the reverse, yet here we are. And what can we say? Starships were clearly meant to fly.

Ad Astra,

LSP

Thursday, February 5, 2026

Vampire Ball

 



Back in 2024 Russian strongman Vladimir Putin characterized our beloved rulers as dancing in a 500 year long "vampire ball." This feast, he told the world, was about to end. On the face of it, Vladimirovic was referring to BRICS and Western colonialism. Too bad, by way of aside, that Russian imperialism didn't take back Constantinople for Christendom. Error.




But that's as maybe, it seems our rich beyond your dreams, transnational elite have literally been gorging on a feast of human flesh. See Epstein and all therein. But question, why has this only brought down "Prince" Andrew and, ahem, "Lord" Mandelson? What about Epstein's US punters, like the Clintons and Gates? The latter remain free as you like. Odd, ain't it.




Who knows, maybe it's some kind of weird MI6 glitch, maybe it'll bring down loathed and despised Two-Tier Kier and his crew of Rainbow Marxist opportunists. Maybe so, but in the meanwhile, a lid has been lifted on the whole depraved, demonic, stomach churning evil of these people. 


 

Is their ball about to end? We can but hope.

Out demons out,

LSP

Wednesday, February 4, 2026

Behold! The First Female Archbishop of Canterbury! - Wearing A Skinsuit?

 



Has the venerable if catastrophically shrinking Church of England been taken over by alien beings wearing "skin suits", as in Sarah Mullally? Sargon certainly seems to think so, and I reckon this short infovid pretty much sums it up. Check it out, not long:




A friend across the Pond commented, "Even the atheists get it." Protestant/Anglo-Catholic aside, he has a point. In the meanwhile, the COE, ACoC, TEC et al continue down their merry way to rainbow extinction, led by people who aren't actually Christians, though they dress up as that. Do they care? 

No, they are effectively or deliberately enemies of the Church and work to destroy her from within, just as their kind have worked to destroy all the institutions of what was once Western Christendom. Mark me, they will have their reward. 

Cheers,

LSP

Tuesday, February 3, 2026

Billie Eilish

 



Smash hit superstar pop legend Billie Eilish didn't waste her coveted Grammy Award, taking the golden opportunity to take a swipe at Law Enforcement enforcing our country's immigration laws. She's against that. A. Lot. Per the UK's Daily Mail:


As grateful as I feel, I honestly don’t feel like I need to say anything but that no one is illegal on stolen land. It’s just really hard to know what to say and what to do right now, and I just feel really hopeful in this room, and I feel like we just need to keep fighting and speaking up and protesting, and our voices really do matter, and the people matter.

And f*** ICE, that's all I'm gonna say. Sorry!

 

Stolen land? Eilish owns a multi-million dollar LA mansion, notoriously situated on land thieved from the Indian Tongva tribe by self-entitled Socialist celebrity millionaires. The Tongva commented:


Eilish has not contacted our tribe directly regarding her property, we do value the instance when public figures provide visibility to the true history of this country. It is our hope that in future discussions, the tribe can explicitly be referenced to ensure the public understands that the greater Los Angeles Basin remains Gabrieleno Tongva territory.

 

At the time of writing, Eilish hasn't returned her mansion to the Tongva tribe, curiously, even though she stole it from them and surrounded it by a high wall. Genius singer/songwriter Billie's worth a mere Rainbow Socialist 70MN$.



Excelsior!

LSP


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BONUS!


Monday, February 2, 2026

Retreat & Candlemas

 



Last week was mostly taken up by our annual clergy retreat at the Jesuitical Montserrat on Lake Dallas. I tell you, it was a veritable snow-bound Narnia of a place this year, beautiful, if cold. Many of our priests couldn't make it, for fear of ice, but a good crew turned up and all had a convivial time.

There's a powerful rhythm to the event, shaped by the Mass and, for us, three-fold Office of Morning and Evening Prayer followed by Compline and Benediction of the Blessed Sacrament. By the end of it you could feel the Spirit move, a well needed reset.




Then it was back to the country and an annual meeting at Mission #2. Again, most convivial and a great congregation to serve amongst. There being no rest for the wicked, today was all about driving to Fort Worth for the Society of the Holy Cross' local chapter meeting and Mass, Candlemas.

What a good body of faithful priests, and I felt privileged to address them on "Prayers For The Departed," which sounds like an epitaph for the Anglo-Catholic Movement but is, in fact, the eighth part of our Rule. It concludes thus:


O Saviour of the world who by thy Cross and precious blood hath redeemed us, save us and help us we humbly beseech thee, O Lord.

 

And the Collect for Candlemas:


Almighty and everliving God, clothed in majesty, whose beloved Son was this day presented in the Temple, in substance of our flesh: grant that we may be presented to thee with pure and clean hearts, by thy Son Jesus Christ our Lord, who liveth and reigneth with thee in the unity of the Holy Ghost, one God, now and for ever. Amen.

 

Bless you all,

LSP

Friday, January 30, 2026

Lib It Up Fridays #2

 


OK, the Compound's crack team of reporters were a bit quick off the draw on the ArchLib of Canterbury, Sarah Mullally. Granted, she's a bad middle management Lib, fair play, but let's turn on a dime with breaking news. Behold Don Lemon.




Don's been arrested for invading a Minneapolis church with a creepy crew of Cultural Marxist mountebanks and terrorizing worshippers with his appalling gayness. First time didn't stick, maybe second time Fed lucky. Charges? Not least, violating the Klan Act. Isn't it ironic.



We give the repellent rainbow Lemon an outstanding 9 out of 10 Lib Points, and applaud Bondi for actually arresting someone.

Lib it up my friends, on Friday.

Cheers,

LSP

Thursday, January 29, 2026

Let's Invade Russia

 


That worked well, didn't it.




So maybe this will sort it all out.



Oh look, a Gross Demon.

Over to you,

LSP

Lib It Up Fridays

 


Lib It Up Fridays, a whole new series, and because we've been fasting, it's Friday, we might be able to stomach what follows. Or not. I present to you, the reader, Sarah Mullally, the new Archbishop of Canterbury. Behold.





Sic transit Saepius Officio, apostolic succession in the Church of England. Like wow, top libwork, COE. Are there other libs out there, raging libs, demented libs, lying libs, insane libs, revolutionary libs? Sure there are, but here at the Compound we give Mullally a sturdy 8 out out 10 Lib Points for middle management rainbow woke wreckery of a once venerable part of the Church. Apostolicae Curae, anyone? More to follow, many more.

Lib it up,

LSP

Monday, January 26, 2026

Abu Klea

 


Burnaby, what a hero, let's see more of him. In the meanwhile, here's a video.



This seems appropriate, right about now. Honor Colonel Burnaby and the Camel Corps.




Nomina Desertis Inscripsimus,

LSP

Snow Day Insurrection

 

Typical Texan Street Scene


We're taking a snow day here at the Compound, which means, so far, walking a happy dog across the icy tundra of the perimeter, driving down ice covered roads to a near empty Walmart, buying a couple of frozen pizzas, cleaning guns and browsing through Signalgate on social media.

You've all heard of it of course, how naive Bolshevik revolutionaries banded together on Signal to disrupt and harass federal law enforcement in Minneapolis, only to get infiltrated and exposed. Apparently the list of Cultural Marxist signalers includes journalists, politicians, foreign actors and more, far more. And, to give the commies credit, they seem to have set up quite the network. Eric Schwalm comments:


As a former Special Forces Warrant Officer with multiple rotations running counterinsurgency ops—both hunting insurgents and trying to separate them from sympathetic populations—I’ve seen organized resistance up close. From Anbar to Helmand, the pattern is familiar: spotters, cutouts, dead drops (or modern equivalents), disciplined comms, role specialization, and a willingness to absorb casualties while bleeding the stronger force slowly.

What’s unfolding in Minneapolis right now isn’t “protest.” It’s low-level insurgency infrastructure, built by people who’ve clearly studied the playbook.

Signal groups at 1,000-member cap per zone. Dedicated roles: mobile chasers, plate checkers logging vehicle data into shared databases, 24/7 dispatch nodes vectoring assets, SALUTE-style reporting (Size, Activity, Location, Unit, Time, Equipment) on suspected federal vehicles. Daily chat rotations and timed deletions to frustrate forensic recovery. Vetting processes for new joiners. Mutual aid from sympathetic locals (teachers providing cover, possible PD tip-offs on license plate lookups). Home-base coordination points. Rapid escalation from observation to physical obstruction—or worse.

This isn’t spontaneous outrage. This is C2 (command and control) with redundancy, OPSEC hygiene, and task organization that would make a SF team sergeant nod in recognition. Replace “ICE agents” with “occupying coalition forces” and the structure maps almost 1:1 to early-stage urban cells we hunted in the mid-2000s.

The most sobering part? It’s domestic. Funded, trained (somewhere), and directed by people who live in the same country they’re trying to paralyze law enforcement in. When your own citizens build and operate this level of parallel intelligence and rapid-response network against federal officers—complete with doxxing, vehicle pursuits, and harassment that’s already turned lethal—you’re no longer dealing with civil disobedience. You’re facing a distributed resistance that’s learned the lessons of successful insurgencies: stay below the kinetic threshold most of the time, force over-reaction when possible, maintain popular support through narrative, and never present a single center of gravity.

I spent years training partner forces to dismantle exactly this kind of apparatus. Now pieces of it are standing up in American cities, enabled by elements of local government and civil society. That should keep every thinking American awake at night.

Not because I want escalation. But because history shows these things don’t de-escalate on their own once the infrastructure exists and the cadre believe they’re winning the information war.

We either recognize what we’re actually looking at—or we pretend it’s still just “activism” until the structures harden and spread.

Your call, America. But from where I sit, this isn’t January 2026 politics anymore. 

It’s phase one of something we’ve spent decades trying to keep off our own soil.

 

Right on, Chief. Above in mind, do you think we're just at the deranged larping stage of an insurrection or something more substantial? 




For what little it's worth, I call next level bet-the-welfare-check larping with a big dose of FO heading to the FA. As in, Rainbow Marxists agitating for Minneapolis to become the next Fallujah. They really don't want that, or even something remotely approaching it. But that's just me on a snow day, do feel free to disagree.

Mad Mitch Forever,

LSP

Sunday, January 25, 2026

Texan Winter Wonderland

 



You're thinking winter, in Texas, some kind of joke? No, it's not, especially when it's so rare. That in mind, the Compound woke up to an icy wonderland and it only seemed right to go for a stroll through the freezing crystalline whiteness of it all. Call it a recce patrol if you like.




Very few cars or trucks, snow compacted into ice, a biting westerly wind, wind chill in the minus something, Meth Shack now refurbed as an Hispanic worker dorm, Pick 'n Steal standing but shut because cold, Brookshire's remarkably open. I walked in, just to get out of the biting cold.




Then back to the Compound via the Narnia streets and boulevards of this once prosperous little town now, tragically, turned to ICE. That in mind, Walmart was like a riot scene in Minneapolis without the riot, just excited crews of Mexicans wondering at the emptiness of it all and looking for bargains. Fair play.




Now we're in the midst of roasting a chicken, affordable, and listening to Ella Fitzgerald. Life is good.

Cheers,

LSP

Saturday, January 24, 2026

ICE STORM ARMAGEDDON

 



Yeah, the Weather escalated, firing down in this sleepy little Texan market towne. Are we prepared? 




You better believe it we are. Hat on head and .44 style. Hey, we can always shoot the snow if it gets ahead of itself. But more on this icy deluge later. In the meanwhile, we're fixing to roast a chicken while we still have power. See you on the other side.

Royal Scots forever,

LSP

ICE AGE ESCHATON

 

maybe upgrade the dam "bipod"


Our Old Enemy, the Weather, is up to its old tricks. You see, it was supposed to freeze and rain down ice upon this sleepy Texan farming community at around 2 am this morning, but it didn't. No, it just rained through most of the night and only started to spit down ice crystals at around 7 am, leaving the roads wet but drivable.

So I figured it made sense to go on a recce patrol to Walmart, which was pretty much empty. I tell you, fire a canon in that store and you won't hit anyone. Mission accomplished, and back at the warm Compound, things started to change. It's got colder, as cold as ice, and threatens to bombard us with freezing drizzle, sleet and snow into Sunday. 




What's happened here is this. The Weather, being smart, launched a massive early storm disinfo campaign to cover a reconnaissance in force, and only now is it gearing up for the main offensive, pushing over the line from the Metrosprawl into Hill County and beyond.


 

We're not phased, we can always shoot the snow with an old but deadly battle rifle, 7.62 style, thank you very much. Heavy beast but it does work. In related news, some guy in Minneapolis tried it on with ICE, larping as a Bolshevik revolutionary and armed to boot. He got shot, go figure.

I hate that outcome, I really do, but what do you expect? Go up against armed cops with a gun and it won't go well with you. More to the point, if you're going to play civil war don't be surprised when the other side shoots back. It's like an axiom.


LSP

Friday, January 23, 2026

Ice Storm Interlude

 


Things look bad, right about now, especially if you're a UK Cultural Marxist, in which case you're universally loathed. Regardless, here in Texas we're stacking silver and waiting for ICE to kick in. And listening in amazement to Zadok. Wow.




Uplifting, eh? And that's just silver. Hope you're not short.




Word to the wise, fake money isn't real money. 

All Best,

LSP

Thursday, January 22, 2026

WINTER STORM APOCALYPSE

 


General Winter is upon us, with weather pundits predicting a ferocious ICE STORM hitting the North Central Texas Exclusion Zone as early as Friday afternoon and continuing on until Sunday. Freezing rain, sleet, ice, and then snow, such is our ancient adversary's revenge on the Lone Star State for failing to pay the weather tax. No carbon credits for you, Texans.




We'll see how this Ice Age Apocalypse unfolds, and if worse comes to worse we'll start burning last year's broken furniture on a fire kindled by long forgotten tracts from the erstwhile Episcopal Church. Stay tuned for photos of fire, ice, and collapsing rainbow globalism.




Speaking of which, have you seen 47's performance at the loathsome WEF? Quite a thing and, apparently, we now own Greenland but don't have to pay for the purchase. Russian strongman, Putin, is apparently in favor. Well, why should he like the annoying Danes. But could Greenland, the WEF and this catastrophic storm be cover for something more serious?




As in a Prince of Persia Boss game. You'll note Globemaster flow, the Jordanian air corridor, Iranian radar being switched off and Great Britain's mighty multicultural aerial Rainbowforce being deployed to Qatar. Wow, imagine the damage all those maybe 10 planes are going to do to the Mullahs in Tehran. 

Hey, every little bit counts.

Kizmet,

LSP


Wednesday, January 21, 2026

Take It Easy Kids

 



Yes, Vivaldi, and that's just at the Compound as we cook a Butt Roast at 275 for however many hours. It'll be delicious, affordable too, unlike beef, which no one except the very elite can afford to buy. behold them, our betters, flying to DAVOS by private jet even as they stamp and tax our carbon freedom. Then there's Wales. Here's the Welsh Health Ambassador to the world.



Are we not getting beyond a joke? For goodness sake, this is Wales' Health Minister.

Carry on,

LSP