Showing posts with label Angelic Alphabet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Angelic Alphabet. Show all posts

Monday, September 12, 2016

Satan Discards His Toy



All the world knows that there's something wrong with Hillary. She can't stop coughing, as though she's been hexed, and on 911 she had had to be carried, twitching and shaking, to a waiting van.


Well, Perfectly Well

Is she sick with "overheating," "pneumonia," "allergies," or some other thing, like millionaire Armani pantsuit socialism? 


Revolting

Is it the case that a demon is breaking its infernal contract and leaving her, twitching spasmodically, while it searches the wasteland for a new host?


The Djinn Looks On

Seriously, why would a person who advocates the slaughter of children in the womb, who is a ringleader for it, a cheerleader even, not be possessed?


Black Lives Matter, Hillary

Knees buckle, shoe lost.

Vade Retro,

LSP

Thursday, January 1, 2015

New Year's Day in Inglewood


What will 2015 bring? Will the cold war against Russia get colder and then hotter? Will mainstream Western Anglicanism continue its downward spiral into sexually induced apostasy? 



Who knows, and rather than consult an Angelic Alphabet to scry the answers, I stepped out into the pleasant streets of Inglewood.



I like it here and enjoy the Edwardian architecture, which dates from Calgary's days as a Northern outpost of Empire.



Now the shops are mostly the kind of artsy boutiques you find in places like Austin, or San Francisco, and they're not cheap. Still, it's neat to look in the windows and congratulate yourself on having the good sense to be immune from the lure of their pricey wares.



There's restaurants too, and a deli called Spolumbo's. Spolumbo's sells delicious European and English sausage. If you like bangers and mash, Spolumbo's is your shop. You can get beer on tap there and drink it as you congratulate yourself on a fine purchase of excellent sausage.



Then there's the Minh Chau, which pretends to serve Vietnamese food. I'd avoid that, if I were you, and go to the Swan instead. The Swan is a pub, where you can drink beer and eat food.

Typical Canadian House. Note Antler

Maybe that's where I'll go later, to celebrate New Year's day.

Have a great New Year!

LSP