Well That Didn't Take Long

Via ZeroHedge:

Yes, there is a war between religious fundamentalism and the spirit of love and tolerance. But we progressives here in America still labor under the delusion that the religion we need to combat is Christianity. But that's a strawman opponent, and has been so for decades. Since the 1990s, Christian extremists have essentially lost all their power, and are now toothless nonplayers in the "culture wars." Meanwhile, Muslim extremists, with guns, murder us, and on the left our only response is to bleat about "Islamophobia" and jump through hoops trying to explain away the self-evident religious motivation for the killings.

Oh sure, all year I've been playing the "Bernie or Hillary?" game with all the other default-Democrats in my social and professional circles. But this is no longer some kind of game. Our lives are on the line. Although I voted for Hillary in the primary, I now cringe inwardly with shame and embarrassment at having done so, and in November I will vote for Trump.

Who knows, maybe the Unicorn's landed, or begun its descent. 

LSP 

ISIS Laughs, Gays Die

ISIS soldier, 29 year old Omar Mateen, was laughing as he gunned down 50 partyers at a gay Florida nightclub, making this the most deadly terrorist attack on American soil since 9/11. But perhaps things aren't as straightforward as they seem. Who really committed the crime? Let's investigate.

Let us Ponder This Mystery

It obviously wasn't the gays, after all, they're the victims, and it can't have been a Muslim because Islam, as everyone knows, is a Religion of Peace. Nonetheless, a heinous, bloody massacre did take place and if it wasn't carried out by Muslims or gays, who or what did it?

Muslims Throw Gay Off Building

Wise President Obama and Hollywood's millionaire socialist celebrities have supplied the answer, they've solved the crime. A gun did it. An evil, hate-filled gun and its friends, the NRA and its conservative Christian supporters. They're the ones to blame for this atrocity. Yes, Christians and the NRA.

ISIS Laughs

Expect support for Trump to surge along with firearms sales and concealed carry applications. In the meanwhile...

ISIS laughs.

LSP

Florida Jihad

Via Sipsey Street Irregulars.

LSP

Texas Crazy Rain

One of the things the team looks forward to after Sunday Mass is fishing, and not just any old fishing. No, we like to go to a secret location somewhere in Texas and catch enormous, absurdly large, leviathan size Bass on light rods. Just a whole lot of fun.

That plan didn't work out because of the threat of rain and because one of the team decided to go fishing in Venice instead, which is ironic, given that the place is flooded. So I went down another route, and drove to Lake Aquilla.

Not a bad option. As the storm was coming in, thunderclouds looming, boats were pulling into the ramp and the scene was soon deserted. Just me, the still-before-the-storm water, distant lighting flickering across the sky and the pleasure of trying to lure a Bass onto an enticing topwater spook.

Thrash! One of the fierce predators was lurking right near the bank and attacked the lure at the end of my retrieve. A good fight with a decent Widemouth, who lived to fight again another day. There were a few more close calls, with a small school of fish surging up and out of the water around the spook, but no strike. Still, even that was action, and action against the dramatic backdrop of the lake.

It's a new lake, like most in Texas, and before its creeks were dammed, an archeological survey was done on the soon to be flooded area and what became the lake shore. There were any number of Indian campsites and small settlements, some of them dating from the not so distant past. They'd be hard to recognize if you're not an expert; mostly charred stones from campfires and the occasional worked piece of stone. Some of the sites remain, if you have eyes to see.

I imagined those Indians as I fished, under the big, threatening sky. There they had been, hunting and fishing on Aquilla and Hackleberry creeks, in the vastness of the land. Well, the land's still vast and the sky's still the same, and before long it began to crash down with a vengeance.

Time to get back to the Compound, a glass of wine and the latest awful news from the Jihad. But before that, the sky turned ominously green and it started to rain in earnest, Texas-style. No fooling, and a good thing I had a truck because the streets were flooding as I drove into town.

If the rain continues, it will all be underwater. Is there a moral in this story?

If you care to draw it.

Your Buddy,

LSP