Texas Independence Day

What makes this night different than all other nights? That's easy, we celebrate Texas' independence from the tyranny of Mexico.

On March 2, 1836, Texans threw off the yoke of Mexican oppression, declaring their independence as a Sovereign Republic. Almost two months later, on April 21, 1836, the declaration became a reality with the battle of San Jacinto.

After a series of maneuvers, the two small armies faced each other, some 500 yards apart. Then, at 4.00 pm, Texans began a stealthy advance through tall grass to the Mexican lines, pulling cannon behind them. 

At 4.30 pm the cannon fired and the Texans rose up, charging the enemy to the cries of Remember the Alamo! and Remember Goliad! After 18 minutes of ferocious hand to hand fighting, the Mexican army broke and ran.

The slaughter continued long after the main action, with the victorious Texans ill-disposed to give quarter to an enemy that had shown no mercy a month earlier in San Antonio. 

And while General Sam Houston and other officers attempted to stop the killing, their soldiers "continued to chant "Remember the Alamo! Remember Goliad!" while frightened Mexican infantry yelled 'Me no Alamo!' and begged for mercy to no avail."

650 Mexican soldiers were killed and 300 captured, 11 Texans died and 30 were wounded. Santa Anna, "Napoleon of the West," was captured. 

Less than a decade later, the Republic of Texas was annexed by the United States. Mistake?

You decide,

LSP 

American Spirit

There's a lot of  bad news coming out of Houston and a lot of good news (click unmute if there's no sound on the infovideo), how people are pulling together and showing American spirit instead of the risible and destructive identity politics that's been in the air recently. 

America's intrinsically racist, fascist and wicked, say the haters as they run in horror from statues of Columbus into the nearest rainbow transutopia safe space. Or throw bottles of urine and feces at police.

Imagine their dismay, their boiling rage at the spectacle of whites, blacks and latinos rescuing one another from the flood. Not so good for the narrative, sorry, lie, and then there's shotgun man, protecting a strip from dindu looters. 

He's black and... and... and he stands for the law, in his own words, for what's right. I count him with the good guys and devil take the hindmost.

With that in mind, when the rule of law is down it doesn't hurt to be harmed.

Ride on,

LSP

Cinco de Mayo

It's Cinco de Mayo, when everyone celebrates the improbable victory of the Mexicans over a French army at Pueblo.

That means, in this bucolic rural haven, that Latino house pounds into the night sky as dogs bark psychotically and the odd crazed peacock screeches approval. You think I'm joking? No, I'm not. It's like a Mexican problem farm.

Bankster Obscenity

But I don't mind, Macron's been 9 gig hacked by /pol. Good work, guys. Pop open a Tecate and consider it a job well done. But maybe you think the Russians did it. What can we say?

Those pesky kremlins get everywhere.

Cheers,

LSP