Showing posts with label a call to Quantrill. Show all posts
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Sunday, January 16, 2022

Insurrection

 


As it was then, so now, insurrection and sedition are in the air. Problem being that people don't trust their beneficent overlords in DC. The Eagle, they feel, has turned into a demon and so up with the Cross. Or something like that.

We can wax larger on an evil, corrupt managerial mandarin class losing it's grip as it comes to the end of an age and desperately clings to power, and on. But let's get down to brass tacks, to the meat of the thing. Who has the power?




The people with bullets, obviously. Let's hear it again, the people with bullets, and that'd be the Army. You can see, readers, all three of you, why previous Admins purged Command. Whatever, let's get down to it preppers and associated friends, here's the deal.

"Put a Bradley on the fkn street and go brrrrrrr," said the young 'un, and he's not wrong. Point being, we have to have the Army. The Left knows and fears this, and the troops hate them. They scorn the Marxist snake.

Make of this parable what you will.

Rise Up,

LSP

Sunday, July 11, 2021

Thank You

 


I'd like to thank the Commentariat for all the good wishes. I was especially struck by this, from Anon:


A Soldier's life is a hard life. But there is instruction in this, for the Soldier.

This is exactly why Soldiers are necessary for freedom to survive. The minions of Myrmidon will not be driven from the land by angry girls waving posters, nor will they suddenly see the light, unless and until, the Soldier forces them to give up.

Forces them to give up. As it always was, so it is yet.

A true Soldier serves his people, an automaton serves the Power, oppressing his own people. It is ultimately the Soldier who frees his people. All the rhetoric in the world is for nought. It wasn't talk that drove the Persians from Greece, stopped the Ottomans at Lepanto, or took back Europe from the Nazis.

We are truly sorry Troop didn't get to see his kin, but, a Soldier's life is a hard life.



Well said, Anon, yes, and whoever said it'd be easy? That said, the Compound's about to enjoy the pleasure of pounding the mahogany (table), a good day had by all, not least at the sacred mysteries of the Mass. 

But that's today, tomorrow we advance to contact with the Canadian consulate in Dallas. Let's see how that goes.

God bless,

LSP