Stardust

 

Stardust

Be good,

LSP

Let's Calm Down Kids

 

Wow, what a news cycle, tumultuous, eh? And unrelenting, as though we're accelerating into some new evolution. Perhaps, and let's hope it's a good one. Whatever, calm right down, take a deep breath and enjoy Stardust. 

I remember my parents slow dancing to it in Dallas in the '70s when the album came out and everything seemed better. Of course I was a child at the time and everything was magical. It is in my mind today.

Then there's "Kier" Starmer and the Worldwide Anglican Non Communion (WANC). Sorry! Don't get all riled up! No, dear friends, just relax and enjoy Stardust.

Best,

LSP

It's Freezing

 

It's freezing here, seriously freezing, there's ice in the dog's water bowl and snow on the ground. "What is this," I thought to myself grimly, "North Central Texas or Ice Station Zebra?" The latter, apparently, and here we are at the Compound wrapped in layers of protective clothing against the biting cold and piercing wind. What's happened?

Clearly this. Our Old Enemy the Weather decided to change, outraged at being cheated of EPA billions. Tribute denied, it changed the climate. So yes, the War on Weather continues, with hardy Texans ice fishing on Lake Whitney, doing their best just to keep alive in the new Ice Age.

some guy's photo of our W Nelson muriel

In related news, the UK's committed itself to producing zero carbon emissions by 2030, or something like that. So the Sceptered Isle's going to end family farming because kill all Kulaks and cover the land with wind turbines and solar panels. That'll save the planet, obviously, and who knows, maybe all the rainbow energy will power Two-Tier Kier's mighty army all the way to Moscow itself. 

I pondered all of this as a cold sun set in the rear-view after Mass, the revealed Word proclaimed and Sacrament confected. No small thing, the Mass must go on, even in the face of our ancient adversary, the Weather.

ICE,

LSP

Stardust

 

Let's calm right down.

There you go, sleep tight.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Stardust

 

Take it easy, kids.

Sleep tight,

LSP

Stardust

 

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.

Nice Muriel

Stardust,

LSP

Stardust

 

I find this soothing, you may too, and I remember as a child gown ups slow dancing in Texas as it played in the exotic heat of the night. At least that's how memory serves; quite a thing and vastly different to Military Correction Centre Colchester (MCCC).

You can have a gaze at MCCC above via the link. Wild commented, before I took the prison post down, "I don't think that's how they did it at LBJ. That's Long Binh Jail for the uninitiated." 

Speaking of Stardust, it's freezing here in Texas and it's raining. Will it turn to sleet? Perhaps. Thanks a lot, John "Woodentop" Kerry. In the meanwhile...

Marking Time,

LSP

Everything's Just Fine

Except that it's not. Standby, punters, for rough and stormy seas ahead. You might even want to lay in food, water and ammo. But what am I saying, you are already. Result, and don't worry, if it's not needed you can always give to the poor who are always with us.

Hero

Seriously, I'm getting a disaster vibe, not unlike early 2020. Remember when we ran out of food and toilet paper? Amplify that by a factor of clown world insanity and do yourself a favor, get prepped up and sharpen the kukri.

In the meanwhile, Archbishop Vigano continues to rock. 

Your Best Friend,

LSP

Musical Interlude

I don't care about Willie's bizarro hindoo theology. Drop of rain, again and again and again? Really? I just like the tune.

Cheers,

LSP

Stardust

I love this song, calms you right down.

Your Friend,

LSP

Space Force Stardust

We are Stardust, we are golden and 45's SPACE FORCE is up and at it, weaponizing high orbit and beyond in the icy vastness of deep space. 

There's some debate about the new command's uniform but sources say it's space black with silver trim. Smart and somehow decisive, as in "we can and will take you out from SPACE. So take note and show some respect."

Speaking of which, anyone remember the earthquakes around Iran's nuke facility? They backed down real quick. Just sayin.

Ad Astra,

LSP

Willie Nelson Goes Full Beto Soy

Famed Texas outlaw country superstar, Willie Nelson, dismayed fans by announcing he's rooting for cross dressing, cotton gin chasing, DUI running Beto. 

Look, a Delicious Beto!

And no, Beto isn't just a delicious Mexican cheese sandwich, it's an ambitious Democrat who's fixing to take Ted "He May Be A Fool But He's Our Fool" Cruz's seat in the Senate.

Not content with this shameless, brazen, literal skulduggery, multimillionaire socialist Nelson plans to boost Beto's candidacy with a new tour, The Boys Gone Soy.

Nice Frontrunners, Beto

Waylon Jennings had this to say.

And what can we say? 

Mothers, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys.

Ride on,

LSP

Night Patrol, in Texas

Are we entering a new dark night of political and cultural devolution in America? To find out, I went for a night recce patrol with  Blue Destroyer.

I didn't see any riots, weirdly, but I did see a flag.

Still, the streets were pretty deserted. Everyone was probably inside, cleaning weapons, loading magazines, and making sure their kit was silent.

The air was full of the smell of burning mesquite. Was it smoke from a burn pile, blowing in from the fields, or people throwing the most immediate fuel source on their fires to keep warm? Who knows, that intel is being passed up to higher command for in-depth analysis.

Less happily, there was some skunk in the air too. I didn't see the skunk.

And then we were back at the Compound, recce over.

Mind how you go,

LSP

Sunday Outlaws

Butch Cassidy in Fort Worth

Before the second Mass of the day I was talking with the MC in the sacristry, "This county has history of lawlessness and banditry. They'd drink, gamble, then shoot each other."

Aquilla. The hotel's gone now.

"I know. My sister's Grandfather-in-Law lived out by Aquilla, raising hell, 'til they hanged his partner and told him him to leave Texas, and not come back. So he went to Montana.

Billy the Kid

"I remember him. He used to sit there, with a wooden spittoon and a 6 gun, right next by."

Willie Nelson

We reflected on that, said our prayers, and worshiped God.

Have a blessed Sunday,

LSP

Iraq Disaster?

Perhaps you're wondering if the U.S. is backing the ISIL savages who are busy beheading and crucifying their way through Iraq and Syria. Maybe you're questioning the strange silence of our Administration in the face of Jihad terrorists taking over a swathe of the same country, Iraq, that we fought a war in to save from, (latterly) Jihad terrorists. 

Savages

Could it be that an army of terrorists funded and supported by our allies, Saudi Arabia, Qatar and Turkey might have at least tacit approval from the U.S.?

I'd say that's well possible. But what if the rise of ISIL is just a pet monster that got out of control, like OBL (Osama Bin Laden) or the Taliban. Or, in other words, a monumental screw-up? Remember, readers, who is in charge. We have:

Teeth.

Wooden Top.

The Poor Witch.

And O-Tard himself.

What could go wrong?

Remember, the Government is your friend and our Libyan ambassador was killed because of a youtube video.

God bless,

LSP