Green Leader

 

She may have been utterly betrayed, but not by Green Leader.

Roger that, cheers,

LSP

I Fought The Gar And The Gar Won

Keen-eyed readers of this popular international mind blog will know that Gar fishing is in the air like some kind of obsession. One of the best things out there, get on the Gar.

Which I did, fishing for Gar and Gar only. It started off well, with the Triassic beasts taking shad baited hooks and running around the spillway pool. Big excitement, well done, then they'd drop the bait in disgust, just as you're about to set the hook. 

This went on for hours; moments of intense excitement followed by let down as the Gar swum off.

Some Guy With A Gar

I tried all kinds of presentations and half the time the dinosaurlike fish were receptive. They'd pounce on the bait, play with the bait, chew on the bait, snap their jaws on the bait and run with it, and then drop it after five or so minutes of surging around.

Neat to watch, less neat to see the shad dropped right at the moment you're about to close the deal. And that's just it, all I caught was an accidental Bluegill, no Gar.

The Bush War

So what went wrong? The bait was right, the hooks were right and the Gar were taking them. The failure, surely, lay in the hookset. Perhaps I waited too long, erring on the side of caution, afraid that the fish would drop their delicious shad if I moved too soon.

Well I didn't and they did anyway. Obviously a more aggressive approach is called for.

A Gar

Next time, allow the Gar to move into its second run and while its powering forward like a torpedo, lift the rod hard, driving the sharp hook into the Gar's teeth. Then you'll have a fish on and no mistake. It's doable, I know this from experience.

Saying that, why not rig up a tiny fly hook and tempt topwater? Therein, perhaps, lies madness.

I tell you, Gar, this isn't over. Not by a long shot.

Fish on or off,

LSP

Maya Angelou MillSoc Saint

she’s being lauded today by the many liberal morons across America who worship at the altars of yoga, gluten-free, Priuses, and ADHD.

They like their gods empty. (Debbie Schlussel)

Did you notice how the popular search engine, Google, didn't reference Holy Week or Easter on its home page? You know, the one where you type in stuff to look for as you're met with an animated seasonal infographic detailing the life of some hero, like Jesus. 

No, not like Jesus. The Illuminati tech overlords of Google X'd Christ out of the equation on the holiest week of the Christian year. Like the puritans of old they ignored Easter but they didn't ignore Maya Angelou today.

Ten Mill!

Angelou was a Castro supporting communist with a handy net worth of $10 million, putting her well up there with the bicoastal, MillSoc elite. She was also friends with Millionaire Socialist Oprah and the notoriously wealthy socialist Clintons. 

And she was a poet, a great, inspired, awesome poet and a fan of the Nation of Islam. Perhaps that's because she thought Mohammedanism was all about black civil rights and stick it to the Man. 

Recite that in your MillSoc $3 million New York condo as you sing along to Imagine. Go on, I dare you.

In the meanwhile, reflect on Google's sense of priorities and consider a boycott, if you haven't already. 

Your Friend, 

LSP