Showing posts with label Stormfront. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Stormfront. Show all posts

Friday, September 11, 2026

Storm Front

 


Dark clouds gathered overhead like rumours of war itself as lightning arced and cracked from the sky, followed all too soon by thunder, rumbling out like guns on the Oder. There was even a little rain, we call it "Skywater." How appropriate given the date, when Moslems decided to drive planes into New York and the Pentagon. 

Lo and behold, we launched against several Islamic powers, all the while lying that Islam is a "religion of peace," which it obviously isn't, as even the most stupid schoolboy knows, and what did we achieve? Good question, and I won't cheapen the sacrifice of those who gave their lives by answering.


behold her ARMS! Huh

In the meanwhile, sandal wearing Moslem fanatics have blown up Saudi's oil pipeline circumventing Iran's control of Hormuz, which we've won control of at least three times. Not a good look for the mid terms, punters. I know, calmer heads prevail and say we've got this, but in the short term? Disastrous. No one, EL SENOR, voted for moar Mid East war, yet you did it, potentially wrecking the conservative cause all over the West.




One heckuvva gamble and I hope it pays off, I'd like to see the Mullahs gone and the Shah return. You know what they all say, "Wager the Monkey." Unlike me but I'll hold on that. In the meanwhile, never forget what evil, very evil people have done to us. Solution? Return to the Faith on which which everything right and decent is founded. Like no kidding, the storm is upon us, play your part.

Yours,

LSP


Friday, June 19, 2026

Happy Juneteenth!

 



Happy Juneteenth, punters. How are you celebrating this great feast of freedom, a holiday second perhaps to Kwanza itself. With fried chicken, yum, fall-off-the-bone tender ribs, spit roast cat and all of that? I hope not, because it's Friday and we don't eat meat on Friday, being Christians.

Weird, isn't it, how Protestants mostly look down upon or ignore fasting when it's right there in the Bible, as in Christ Himself does it and commends it. Huh, I guess some parts of Sola Scriptura are more sola than others. Fasting and solas aside, here at the Compound we're enjoying this jolly old Juneteeth by looking out on our Old Adversary the Weather from the safety of the front porch. And what do we see?


Typical Texan Porch Scene

Glowering clouds, a chill breeze, rain, and the dull rumble of thunder. Yes, a storm's threatening to blow in from the West, and for a moment it looked like we were in for a tornado, the air was turning green. But the threat has passed, for now.

Time, then, to break out champagne and smoked salmon (does this somehow count as fasting? Ed.) as we dare our Ancient Enemy, the Weather, to do its worst on this joyous day of liberation. Speaking of which, d'ye not think it about time for the US to reposition a Carrier Group into the English Channel and liberate the UK?


Random Infographic

C'mon, it wouldn't be hard, it's not as though the Sceptered Isle has a Navy, Army or Air Force. Way easier than, say, the Straits of Hormuz, and we'd be welcomed as liberators. Maybe next year, on this sacrosanct day, Juneteenth.

Cheers,

LSP