That is all,
LSP
Well there you are, Morning Prayer complete, so whaddya do? 1. Answer emails 2. Check Telegram for war updates 3. Sketch out a Sunday homily 4. Drink strong coffee as you pray for the Church and her Missions and 5. Go fishing.
It's not hard, just put a rod or two in the bed of the rig and drive onwards and outwards to the lake, which sits there basking in springlike climate change. You see, we're moving into cool Autumn where it's only in the '90s.
All well and good, stand fast against the WEF, and cast off with a shad lure and see what you get. Nothing. Huh. Switch out to #6 hooks and worms and get... five or six perch. Ferocious little fish and plenty of fun on a light rod. Sorry, BIS. Then, as it starts to rain, DAVOS, I'm looking at you, head for home and the Compound.
So that adventure was all good, mission accomplished. In other news, my Mother-in-Law may be in her final days if not hours, and a close friend's wife has died from cancer. She was a good woman and a Christian lady. Rest in peace and rise in glory, EN. Some of you may have worked with her, I was happy to have known her. She will be sorely missed.
With every good wish,
LSP
Mark my words and mark them well brothers, the above is prescient. You either get that or or you don't. Can you spot the glowies in the crowd? Well, it's not hard. Boys, word to the wise, train, train, train.
Clubland Forever,
LSP
Have you noticed, dear readers, all two of you, that the Left, and it is the Left, have supercharged words? Perhaps you have. In the formerly united Kingdom of quondam Great Britain you can be arrested and sent to gaol for words. Say the wrong thing, go to prison, criminal. You can even, they threaten, be extradited. Yes, extradited to Belmarsh and put in solitary for WRONGTHINK, because of your words. Like wow, we've come to this.
Granted, some words are nasty, I try to avoid them on this mind-blog, but still, does LSP writing SEND THEM BACK DEPORT THEM YOU TRAITORS = a punch in the face, an head butt or a glass inna face, Kray Twins style? Hardly. One is most definitely violent and the other is cognitive, an assault to the mind.
Sure, that can and does hurt, but are the two comparable? Imagine, if you like, 50 divisions of Putler's Thought Police Troll Farms spewing disinfo across the internet. Disaster. Just like the OPERATION BARBAROSSA, except that it's most obviously not.
Several things. First: The Left believes reality is a construct and so they attempt to govern it through speech. Resist this linguistic tyranny at every turn, it's bogus thought despotism.
Second: People that don't believe in Truth will peddle lies, constantly. Again, resist this with the Truth. Cold hard facts wreak havoc with their rainbow Marxist, tin-pot Maoist imaginations.
Third: They're utter idiots. No, words are not violent, dumbasses, like a knife in the gut or a howitzer raining down hell on your position, so call them out. Just say no.
Fourth: Going to war over mere words betrays brittle insecurity. Take heart in that. If they weren't worried they wouldn't be taking refuge in WORD POLICE. For goodness sake.
Rock on, and don't take no for an answer. While we're at it, dam Grant and Sherman. What devils. Well, they went on to kill the Indian and the buffalo. Good work, satanists. Here's a short video:
Your Unreconstructed Pal,
LSP
For many years so-called "Archbishop" Vigano has been peddling hate against our Beloved Rulers in Rome, the WEF and beyond. He's had the sheer brazen temerity to suggest the Swiss Guard arrest our saintly Red Pope and his his rainbow associates. Yep, and far, far more, but up 'til now this scoundrel hasn't been brought to heel.
You'll be pleased to know the situation is finally being brought under control. Vigano's been summoned to the Vatican to explain his malfeasance. Will he be excommunicated? Who knows, that remains to be seen, but at last steps are being taken to rein THIS VILLIAN in.
In other news, DLC COMMAND is running for Senate. Here, have a look:
That is all,
LSP
PS. Except that it isn't. Some years ago I wrote an editorial blasting corrupt BLM Marxists and praising Vigano, who saw through such nonsense most clearly. My copyeditor/proofer came back in a FURY. "Who is this Vigano! Are you a racist?" I resisted the urge to tell him that I was a realist, not a racist, and that, as a self-proclaimed orthodox Anglo-Catholic, "Why are you supporting the party of trans rainbow abortion satanic atheism?" I held fire. Good luck, Vigano, I reckon you're the real deal.
You may not have noticed that there's been a farmers' revolt in France, Germany and the Netherlands because our honest as the day's long objective media won't report it, but there has.
Thousands of farmers in tractors have been taking to the Autobahns of Garden Europa to protest their beloved WEF, DAVOS elite rulers from driving them out of business in the name of Climate Change, snerk.
As in, "We have to close your stupid little farms down and buy them for pennies on the Reichsmark or the icecaps will melt and you'll all freeze to death in the new Ice Age and be eaten by migrating Polar Bears, because it's colder because it's hotter, thanks to you, methane spewing "farmers."
The farmers aren't too keen on this blatant land grab and accordingly blockaded all the roads leading into Paris. Quite a move. I read somewhere that the blockade will be for five days, maybe make that thirty? Just a thought.
And behold the sheer genius of our agitprop. We, the ultra rich, want control over everything so that we can rent it out to you, if you're lucky, and get even moar richer. But how? Tell your rainbow worshiping people that it's "green" and watch them bay for more, even as they shout for war.
Good luck, farmers, starve 'em out,
LSP
I've always loved Mr. Nelson's Stardust, how could you not? For me, it brings back memories of grown-ups slow dancing in Denton in the '70's. Beautiful and I guess the album was new then, a far and magical cry from foggy, wet, Oxford. Behold:
Of course Willie's a local man and this little slice of rural paradise has produced a mural, don't call it a "muriel," that'd be rude. BTW, the older women of the church remember Willie and thought he didn't smell too good, "Needed a shower," was the consensus. Dam hippie.
Stardust,
LSP
Our Vice President Kamala Harris leapt upon the philisophic stage last week at the Essence Festival of Culture, whatever that is. De essentia in mind, a moderator asked Kamala, our second most important ruler, about the nature of culture. She replied:
Culture is, it is a reflection of our moment and our time. Right? And present culture is the way we express how we’re feeling about the moment and we should always find times to express how we feel about the moment. That is a reflection of joy. Because, you know, it comes in the morning (laughing).
We have to find ways to also express the way we feel about the moment in terms of just having language and a connection to how people are experiencing life. And I think about it in that way, too.
Just having a language. You'll recall the godless pride of Babel was confounded, and I'm reminded of a time many years ago in seminary when an overweight young man complained about children being given rosaries in Sunday School.
"I don't like it, it looks really cultic." I looked my adversary in the eye and said, "No culture without cult, look it up, I dare you." Of course he didn't. And here's the thing, get rid of the cult, the worship and belief which undergirds, sustains and propels the people of the West and by extension the world, and you're left with barbarous gibberish or even worse, tyranny.
We've pretty much destroyed our worship here in the West, 2000 years of it, of the beauty of holiness, and behold the result, the confusion of the Pit, which when asked of culture says, "That is a reflection of joy. Because, you know, it comes in the morning (laughing)."
Quite, maybe she was high.
Ad Altare Dei,
LSP
Do you remember the worst threat to our nation's governance and self-determinant integrity since Pearl Harbor itself? Yes, of course you do, that heinous act of sedition, insurrection and attempted rebellion which took place on January 6, 2021 in Washington DC.
There they were, Proud Boys, the Jamiroquai guy in a bison hat and many, many more, all daring to storm the Capitol building. It was like Fort Sumter all over again but maybe worse, the attempted overthrow of this great Constitutional Republic by literal, brazen Fascists. How dare they protest our famously free, fair, utterly uncorrupt electoral process and the very rule of law itself.
The literal, brazen, breathtaking temerity of it all, but unsurprising given that Trump is a Nazi Russian spy. Of course his handlers in the Kremlin would encourage their own benighted Red color revolution on his watch. So let's thank Rainbow Carbon Zero Gaia and the Uniparty that the agents of sedition were thwarted and now rot in jail.
Kyrie Eleison. What. A. Crock. Geobbels would be proud at the sheer PR, marketeer audacity of it all. Everyone knew they were lying and now we double know their deceit because Tucker's running the tapes. Will it matter, will anyone be held to account?
Don't hold your breath and in the meanwhile, people are locked up because of this lying, faked up, profiteering, arrogant, tyrannical, self-serving mendacity.
Isn't it illegal to hide exculpatory evidence? I tell you, their Father is Satan.
Hang 'em High,
LSP
Keen-eyed readers of this eclectic if shallow mindblog will know the Compound has a problem. Yes, the architectural genius squad which designed the roof over the house's extension in the 1980s didn't get it right. The thing's too flat, there's not enough pitch, which means water collects on the shingles, rotting out the deck, and before you know it the house collapses. Disaster.
To prevent this catastrophe, Command reached out to Cesar and there he was, striding up to the porch in the searing late afternoon heat of the day. I looked up from Zerohedge and reports of Dutch police shooting at farmers, "Hey, good to see you!" He grinned, "Man, it's hot," then clambered up on the offending roof to inspect the damage.
This can be fixed with shingles or with metal, the latter being more expensive but a more permanent solution. I'm inclined towards that, but let's see what the estimates are. In the meanwhile, Cesar's a good guy and's been in the business of roofs for 20 years. Respect, can't be fun in the sun.
In other news, aside from Dutch farmers staging a revolt against their WEF puppet government - note: don't shoot the people who feed you, idiots - BoJo the Clown's in serious trouble. Top Tory Cabinet ministers are resigning in protest over his scandalous, inept, corrupt, groomer compliant turpitude.
More on this developing Curry Coup story as news comes in, but we have to ask, will Putin claim a scalp or is this simply the Curse of Assad? Or 45? Remember, pundits, how unfit, boozy, buffoon, deep state, Illuminati, NWO traitor shill, rainbow clown mountebank BoJo stabbed him in the back.
Your Old Pal,
LSP
Religious leaders around the world, like Justsin Welby, Pope Francis and Foley improbably named Beach have condemned Russia's invasion of Ukraine. Quite right too, we hate war, but consider. Imagine you were Head of State, a veritable Vladimir Putin.
Imagine, and then consider your borders. Would you put up with, if you had a choice, a hostile power financing and controlling bioweapons labs in a neighboring state and threatening to join a military alliance against you?
It sounds weird and preposterous, but that's exactly what we've been doing. Gay Pride Ukraine and big woke Trannie Corp's gonna take down monster Putin and turn Russia into a rainbow utopia.
A utopia in which you will WEF own nothing and be happy because your bathrooms are multisexual. That would be the West and the Zelensky Ukraine we're all cheering for. The Moscow Patriarchate says no, and so do Russia's MLRS which are pounding Karkov tonight with furious abandon.
Maybe the dividing line is simple if not easy. Who do we support, the apostate Rainbow West or its opposite?
Your Call,
LSP