The Devil's Brigade March-In

 

Typical DLC Officer

OK, we've heard from the Heimat, now it's time for something different, the Devil's Brigade march-in, via Old TV Tech:

Always loved the movie. Thanks, Tech,

LSP

Who Are These Men?

We've been going through old pictures and found the above. Who are these men? Jagos, add-on founders of Denton, my Mother's people? Or just some random gang my Great Great Grandmother happened to know and like. Both options are more than possible, combined. 

That in mind, you get the feeling from the photo that there wasn't much law here back in the day. And think, "back in the day" means what, 1918-20? Something like that, and something like that wasn't so very far from the frontier and all that went with it. Respect.

Regardless, any help with a positive ID would be most appreciated.

Justified and Ancient,

LSP

Tree Hugger

 

It was all about getting close to trees today and we found one at Lowes, a modest little beast but well formed for all that. Next up, get it trimmed by a friendly face tattooed shave head Latinx and chuck it in the bed of the rig. Thank God it's a long bed.

Note Pewter Candleabra (what? Ed.)

Once home, set that tree up in its stand and behold the regimental posture of the thing. Straight. Put lights on it and an angel, recall your dad sweating over lights on Christmas Eve and think how much easier life has become. Yes, we can get Christmas lights from any dollar store, no need to sweat it.

Tree

Then put some ornaments on the tree, there's lots and this little fella won't take them all, still, not bad for all that. Mission accomplished, behold your work and scorn the NWO. Globalist excrescence aside, do you remember when we didn't decorate our trees till right before Christmas? I do, and there's a beauty in that. Mind you, must've been stressful for the Paterfamilias. 

El Senor

In other news, a gang of multimillionaire socialists got frozen to Munich's tarmac in their private jets on the way to a climate enrichment scam. Oops, the world's getting hotter which is why it's colder, so give us all your money or we won't be able to chip all this ice away from our jets.

Honorary Colonel DLC

On topic, have you noticed how our green leaders bay for moar war? Sure you have, because, you know, it's so good for the environment. Just ask Raytheon or Lloyd "Totally Not A Diversity Hire" Austin. Whatever, the tree is up and that's grand.

Cheers,

LSP

Armored Trains

 

Everyone loves a train ride, especially if it's protected from enemy fire. Here's the Krajina Express:

What a civilized way to travel, you'll note the DLC dining car. 

All best,

LSP

Hippies - Is There Hope?

 

Hippies, typically filthy, unwashed, misguided and now trans blasphemous parodies of men and women. Yes indeed, but is there hope for these misguided denizens of Austin, San Francisco and Portland? Perhaps, and here at the Compound we've worked with Beans to suggest a template.

Lure them to a pop festival, a "freak fayre" if you like. Secure the perimeter, set up in force with tents, safari rifles and all of that. Next step? Drop the boom, I won't go into detail. And then?

hippie

Issue the wretched hippies with fatigues and boots, shave their hair, start remedial PT, get that drill going (they don't get real rifles at this point, obvs), issue ironing boards and starch. And carry on, all conducted by LL, the RHSM (Regimental Horse Sergeant Major) who's taken over the SOUND STAGE, with its mighty amplification.

Hear it, punters, "By the left... QUICK MARCH!" And watch them move like clockwork across the desert expanse. Think yourselves lucky, hippies. And what can we say, problem? Solution. Yes, there is hope.

Peace And Unity,

LSP

Diocesan Recruitment

 

Many years ago I sat at a table of good bishops, real bishops, bishops that weren't and aren't afraid to stand for Gospel truth and apostolic teaching. One of them suggested I apply for for a position in London, as a kind of force multiplier, perhaps.

LSP onna horse

The Rt. Rev. Jack Iker looked a bit nonplussed and I replied, "Your Lordship, I suggest a new diocesan recruitment strategy." He raised a quizzical if professional eyebrow and I continued, unashamed, "It goes like this. Can't shoot, can't ride, can't fish, can't get in." Wisdom, do you not think?

typical

But by all means feel free to disagree and bet against the Monkey and devil take the hinder.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Princess Louise of Prussia

 

You may not like it, all ye Libs, but Princess Louise of Prussia was equally at home at court or as Hon. Col. of the Death's Head Hussars. Here, look at this:

The troops love her, understandably.

Because she lifts everyone's spirits, a force multiplier. She was the only daughter and the last child of German Emperor Wilhelm II and Augusta Victoria of Schleswig-Holstein, and a great-granddaughter of Queen Victoria through her father. Born in 1892, she died in 1980.

Some say, foolishly, that women shouldn't be allowed into the martial profession. That's clearly an error, see above. Others argue that Melania should be and in fact is Hon. Col. of the DLC (Dallas Light Cavalry). Prestigious unit, what?

Ride on,

LSP

I Like The Look Of This Place

 

Yes, Edinburgh's Royal Scots Club, conveniently situated in New Town. It was set up after World War I as a tribute to the 11,162 Royal Scots who were killed in the conflict and flourishes today, retaining close military association.

Whatever, it has a dining room.

Pleasant. Ladies Side?

Behold tartan.

And a Door.

What a great club and you can imagine the scene. High spirits at the bar and next step? Chucked in the Forth or maybe the Leith. Some of you may have enjoyed just that. That in mind, the DLC has recip rights, obviously.

By the Left,

LSP

Fish You Fool

 

Boy With Fish

Elements of USARMY were asking, tragically, plaintively, "What shall we do?" Quick as a flash Command issued orders, "Go fishing." And so they did, putting rods and tackle into a Chevy Z71 which headed for the lake in search of fish.

Boy With Fish

Were they successful? Sure they were, fishing with light rods, circle hooks, frozen Shad and catching Gar, Flathead, young Striper and Black Drum. Well done, boys. 

Your Old Pal

Senior officers, on the other hand, stayed home, sorting out the admin of this irregular unit. Yes, this must change, we pride ourselves on leading from the front.

Fish On,

LSP

Dogs of War

 

The Swiss were famous for it, the Hessians gave it a college try, some even wonder if the US military haven't been in the game as the armed extension of the House of Saud. That's as maybe and it's all going on in the Ukraine today. LL makes the compelling point that if you want to fight in a "stand up war" join a PMC (Private Military Company), with a sponsor, and people who know what they're doing. 

That in mind, we remember the world's most famous mercenary in recent times, Mad Mike Hoare. Born in British India to Irish parents, Hoare fought in WWII and retired at the rank of Major to Durban, South Africa, where he worked at the insufferably dull job of accountancy until recruited by Moïse Tshombe to put down the communist Simba insurgency.

Mad Mike's final exploit was in the Seychelles, where his team were arrested at the airport. The BBC comments:

When officers found a dismantled AK-47, the man panicked and revealed that there were more weapons outside.

At this point the entire plan unravelled, and amid the ensuing conflict at the airport the mercenaries commandeered an Air India plane and flew it back to South Africa.

When they arrived the mercenaries were jailed for six days...

 

 

There is, when you think on it, something remarkable about Hoare and here at DLC (Dallas Light Cavalry) HQ he's required reading. He was, miraculously, 100 years old when he died in 2020.

Rest in Peace, Colonel,

LSP

Polish Hussars

 

As reported by LL, 300,000 Polish Hussars are riding to defend Europe and reestablish the Polish-Lithuanian Empire. This is laudable and heroic.

But Hussars, listen, a once great and free country is besieged by the heathen. The True North Strong And Free is under grievous attack. Hear their cries, ride to the defense of Canada as you rode for Vienna! Freedom and the Faith hangs in the balance.

Not kidding about that last part and neither is the DLC on the former.

Jan Sobieski Forever,

LSP

Winged Hussars

 

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Carry on, RHSM. 

As you were,

LSP

Good Evening

 

God smiled upon us this evening and sent calming rain, relaxing thunder and enough lightning to keep things exciting, and way cooler than the preheating oven weather effect that is North Central Texas in July. So I went on the porch and texted LL.

"I call this installation "White Privilege."

"It does have that country club Illuminati vibe. Is JEB! around?"

"No, he's not. I had to ban him for bringing our members down and being utterly useless. JEB! can't yell, one of the reasons he's banned."

"He only yelled 'Mama!'"

"And 'waiter!' Regardless, the DLC Mess doesn't mix with people like that. But we do like a good dish of Beef Chow Mein."

"From Lee Ho Fooks?"

"Exactly."

 

 

The rain's stopped now, leaving this part of Texas beautifully cool while the cicadas susurrate into the night. Calming, but don't be fooled. We stand guard, vigilant.

Your Pal,

LSP

Evening at the Compound

Life at the Compound is good, we can't complain.

(RHSM on left)

But listen to the RHSM.

Or not, at your peril.

General Mudd aka USGOV

In the meanwhile, do you feel our governance is a General Mudd style fraudulent scam? Cheered on by useful bots celebrating their captivity as a corrupt crew of corporate conmen, a professional, political, sociopath elite seize control of the West? Perversely in the guise of healthcare; and of course you know the euphemism: "women's healthcare" = death and killing babies in the womb.

The demons are waxing strong, right about now. Remember this, their days are numbered and their defeat assured.

Cheers,

LSP

Best Brexit Ever!

Disregard the useless acting of the person who misplayed the Iron Duke and watch the charge. Scots Greys, forward!

LSP on a Grey

If you're a horseman you'll appreciate the sound, fury and kinetic energy of the thing. Hell for leather and devil take the hindmost.

Must ride more.

BREXIT forever,

LSP

Wake Up!

You're sleepy? Look here, you bandits. The day starts at 5.

And so it did, starting with day one. By the time the sun was rising, there we were, on the way to somewhere in Texas to hunt hogs. We passed through Gustine, Blanket, Brownwood, San Angelo and weren't too far from Mexico.

Switch on, Bandits

"So whaddya do if you meet an illegal alien, kids?" Moment of silence and then, "Send him up to the Mother Ship?" Another moment of silence, "Well, I'd give them a meal and a beer. Then maybe I'd build a wall."

If You Meet The Buddha on The Road...

We set up up camp and got after the pigs. That meant climbing up into stands and scouting trails, and the result?

Therein lies another tale.

Gun Rights,

LSP

Land of the Ice and Snow

It was a typical Christmas morning for me. Roosters crowing, dogs barking, Mexicans wearing Santa hats and getting in the Navidad spirit. I like all of that. Then I drove to Dallas, to spend Christmas with all the other ninjas in the DLC. I like that too.

And the table looks good, HQ style. I fly to the land of the ice and snow tomorrow. It's a tradition.

Have a great Feast and a Merry Christmas!

LSP