Showing posts with label Commie Caliphate. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Commie Caliphate. Show all posts

Friday, October 16, 2026

A Plane Back To Texas

 


Maybe I'm wrong, but it seems to me as though economy or "cattle class" air travel's gotten worse. Cramped, uncomfortable, and topped off with inedible food which you're supposed to eat with reconstituted wooden approximations to knife, fork and spoon (KFS). Maybe this is because about half of the plane is devoted to higher paying customers, Preferred Economy, Premium, Business and First, leaving little room for miserable, cheapskate cattle.




"Good business model," I thought, squeezed into a narrow chair, "Charge a premium for something everyone used to take for granted, like real cutlery and edible food, and let those who can't afford it sit at the back of the plane." A parable, if you like, for the middle class, which used to be able to afford a house in, say, London or Edinburgh, and now can't. Still, the flight wasn't bad and I passed the time reading Ursula Le Guin's excellent early sci-fi.



Before you can say City of Illusions, the plane lurched and settled onto the tarmac at DFW and off we went to meet our fate at customs. and baggage reclaim. All easy and quick, thanks to facial recognition tech which will not and cannot ever be used against us. And then onto the road outside Terminal D, departures.

What a contrast to Heathrow. All about the car, and there seemed a vitality or life to the thing, prosperity even, all kinds of movement, which made the UK airport experience seem somehow smaller, constricted and staid. In fairness, LHR has direct rail downtown and DFW doesn't, so I caught a fast cab run by a Nigerian who played Evangelical sermons throughout the trip on "forgiveness," very important. 

Take note, forgiveness, if we would be forgiven, is key. Theological imperatives aside, I arrived at Dallas HQ in good time and that was that, holiday excursion to the UK at an end. And what had this recce patrol discovered?




That London's Zone 1 isn't a Commie Caliphate, and neither were Ludlow, Edinburgh and Cheltenham, to say nothing of Clubland. Take heart, punters, that part of the UK's far more homogenous than DEI America. That said, soft Left globalism seemed to be the default position of the educated class, fed by its appalling BBC and execrable Guardian et al. A default which may be showing signs of cracking, thanks  to the country's effectively open dinghy border. Even left-centrist people are saying enough is enough.




As they should. Why should tiny, shoebox size England provide welfare for all the world? It can't and ultimately won't. Just you watch the gleeful reaction of all those imported votes when the cash spigot's turned off, don't say messy. 

Be that as it may, there were far fewer Rainbow, Climate Hoax, Trans billboards on display than in the last few years. Perhaps the mood of the Caliphate is shifting, and go figure, the UK tends to mirror US trends; does this mean a patriot shift incoming? I'd like to hope so, and in the meanwhile, it's great to be back in the Texas Free State.

More anon,

LSP


Saturday, October 10, 2026

Back - In London

 


It started like this. Fly into Heathrow from DFW, marvel at the T shirt and shorts weather then get a convenient train downtown and set up at the Reform Club. Most Pall Mall congenial and all very "welcome back, sir. Negroni?" Fortified by the right stuff, wander around Zone One in search of the Islamo-Marxist Caliphate, where was it?




Not in Clubland, unsurprisingly, and not much anywhere else except Trafalgar Square, where Sadiq's Khanate has installed hideous Allahu Akbarriers around the monument to Nelson's glorious victory, oh, and a temporary racist statue to boot. Recce into the heart of this once imperial city over, fall back to somewhere pleasant to meet old friends for lunch and dinner. I like the bar, dining room and terrace of the NatLib for that, and of course the Reform is splendid.




So that was a welcome social blast even if it wasn't particularly Communist, although the Reform, Travelers and Athenaeum do share a communal garden just off Waterloo Place, which is very pleasant in a collectivist kind of way. That aside, and by way of ending the first phase of this tour, I met an old pal in Rotherhithe, where the Mayflower set sail from, and enjoyed Choral Evensong at St. Mary's, where the Master of the pilgrim ship is buried, as well as an obligatory pint at the Mayflower pub.




Had Rotherhithe been taken over by the Commie Caliphate? It didn't seem that way as we strolled along the Thames, stopping at several sensible hostelries on the way to Tower Bridge, which lights up like a jewel in the night. Could London make such a monument today? Questionable.




The next day, Monday, it was time to head to Shropshire and Ludlow, once home to a mighty fortress castle and today one of England's more beautiful market towns. Would I find Communism there? Stay tuned to find out.

Cheers,

LSP