Showing posts with label build the wall. Show all posts
Showing posts with label build the wall. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 6, 2019

Come Back Weather Underground All Is Forgiven

Have you been following the Democratic Socialists of America? Come back, Weather Underground, all is forgiven. In the meanwhile there's Beto. He wants to be President of the most powerful country in the world, ever. But he's a furry.

Bombs in the cellar,


Friday, July 12, 2019

Man-Made Climate Change Doesn't Exist

Startled boffins in Finland and Japan were shocked to discover that man-made climate change, aka anthropogenic global warming doesn't exist.

In a bombshell report, the weather experts found that the human contribution to the last century's 0.1% rise in temperature amounts to a negligible 0.01%. Via ZeroHedge:


During the last hundred years the temperature increased about 0.1°C because of carbon dioxide. The human contribution was about 0.01°C”, the Finnish researchers bluntly state in one among a series of papers.

Climate scientists in Kobe, Japan, agree and pin the blame on low clouds brought about by cosmic rays, producing an "umbrella effect."

High-Energy Particles

New evidence suggests that high-energy particles from space known as galactic cosmic rays affect the Earth's climate by increasing cloud cover, causing an 'umbrella effect.'

High energy particles from space clouding everything up. Perhaps the effect's not limited to the weather?

The Cosmic Ray

Here at the Compound we look forward to a new Cosmic Ray Tax (CRT) to fund our brave new borderless rainbow utopia. All those immigrant votes don't come cheap, you know.

Your Friend,


Sunday, June 16, 2019

Heathen Banding - Holy Trinity

Here we are, on the day of the Feast of the holy and undivided Trinity itself, so how to make sense of it all, how can God be three persons in one divine nature? 

Well, you couldn't make it up, especially if you wanted to start a religion and make some loot and that, for me, is a powerful proof of the revealed nature of the thing, its veracity.

Regardless, perhaps Frank Sheed lifts us up to the brink of mystery. From Theology For Beginners (do yourself a favor and get one, it's free): 

So God utters a word – not framed by the mouth, of course, for God has no mouth. He is pure spirit. So it is a word in the mind of God, not sounding outwardly as our words sound, akin rather to a thought or an idea. What idea produced in God’s mind could possibly be God? Christian thinking saw early that it could be only the idea God has of himself.
…the idea that God has of himself cannot be imperfect. Whatever is in the Father must be in his idea of himself, and must be exactly the same as it is in himself. Otherwise God would have an inadequate idea of himself, which would be nonsense. Thus, because God is infinite, eternal, all-powerful, his idea of himself is infinite, eternal, all-powerful. Because God is God, his idea is God. “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God. And the Word was God.”
…Father and Son love each other, with infinite intensity. What we could not know, if it were not revealed to us, is that they unite to express their love and that the expression is a third divine person. In the Son, the Father utters his self-knowledge; in the Holy Spirit, Father and Son utter their mutual love.
Their love is infinite; its expression cannot be less, Infinite love does not produce itself finitely; it can no more produce inadequate expression than infinite knowledge can produce an inadequate idea. Each gives himself wholly to the outpouring of his love for the other, holding nothing back – indeed the very thought of holding back is ridiculous; if they give themselves at all, they can give themselves only totally – they possess nothing but their totality! The uttered love of Father and Son is infinite, lacks no perfection that they have, is God, a person, someone.

Make of this what you will but be very sure you don't go against it. That way leads to madness and destruction.  

In the meanwhile, heathen banding on the wall, if we could be bothered to build it. Chop, chop.

Your Friend,


Saturday, April 13, 2019

The Deluge

It started off like one of Michael Avenatti's clients, misty rain, but this is Texas not the Cotswolds, so fine April spray soon turned to fierce downpour followed by wind-whipped, cataclysmic deluge. No kidding, the elemental weather spirits were clearly displeased with preparations for Holy Week.

Or perhaps the explanation's natural. As the earth's magnetic field weakens prior to pole flip, so too does our old enemy, the Weather, strengthen. Regardless, the roads into town were on their way to being flooded and having a rig came in handy.

Safely back at the Compound, we stand resolute while lightning cracks overhead and rain crashes down, watching the flotsam and jetsam of a once prosperous farming community sweep by in the rising waters. Discarded weaves, dead blunt packets, broken toys, malt liquor bottles, carrion and other trash, all the usual offscouring of rural life. 

Is this the Eschaton? The dogs certainly think so, howling above the thunder and the sirens which fill the air. But no, surely this is just a harbinger of things to come. 

Speaking of which, top level bi-coastal elite Democrats don't seem too pleased with the President's plan to ship illegal immigrants to sanctuary cities like San Francisco. It's like MAGA's somehow, haha, rained on their MillSoc parade.

Didn't you get the memo, commies? Open borders begin at home.

Shelter from the storm,


Saturday, March 30, 2019

Build The Wall & Other Things

The Compound's fortunate in many ways, not least for having a sturdy wall. It's made of wood and topped off with a flexi-mesh system to keep out illegal chickens. I know, it sounds cruel, "think of the children!," but it's doing them a favor. 

You see, they fly over looking for a new life, then Blue Terminator kills them, and the poor birds get breasted and turn into jalapeno poppers. Who knows, maybe America's southern border will have a wall one day too. 

Then there's the statues. Do you remember them? All those Confederate statues which prevented people of color from escaping the oppression of systemic racism?

These obviously need to go and many have, leaving a gaping void in our civic landscape. This needs to be filled and quickly, but by what? The answer's clear, statues of a new hero, the Grand Commander, President Trump. In gold obviously, yes, real gold.

In other news, I was going to ride but it's raining and don't want  to slip and skid in the slushy mud of the Texan tundra. So it's time to clean guns instead.

Don't forget, all four of you readers, a clean gun is a happy gun.



Friday, March 1, 2019

Dog Hell

One of the things about God, Guns, Church and Country Life in Texas is that you're surrounded by dogs. For example, I have dog, a rescue cattle dog called Blue Terminator. He's called Blue because he's a Blue Heeler and terminates fried cherry pies with extreme prejudice. Ha, ha.

Whatever, Blue isn't the problem, pie thievery notwithstanding; he's a pretty sedate old gentleman, if fierce as a dingo when he wants to be. No, the problem's not Blue, it's the other dogs and they're everywhere. Everywhere barking psychotically, all day long. 

What happens here is that Jose parks his dog in the yard all day and all night, and the dog goes insane, inevitably. You would too if you were leashed up 24/7 in Hill County.

Now, imagine several blocks of Jose. Each Tecate Dreamer with his dog chained up outside, every animal growing increasingly crazy until fully psychotic and then, BOOM. Total, utter, canine cacophany. 

Perhaps you think this some kind of joke. It's not, it's a variant of Hell, dog Hell, and it needs harrowing, it demands a solution. Maybe the Wall will help. 

We live and hope,


Friday, January 18, 2019

Government Shutdown - The Poetry

It is shut down now
And you weep and gnash your teeth?
The bird sings with joy.

What better way to capture the pathos, the triumph, the victory, the sheer poetry of the Government Shutdown than in verse? Perhaps the haiku says it best:

Climb aboard the bus!
But the flight is cancelled.
Yes there is a God.

And from Kid:

I love tree barks most
I love ants climbing tree barks
Scr*w the democrats.

So haunting! LL, inspired by the muse, wrote these trenchant lines:

Hillary is Satan's Valentine,
Her husband Bill takes ANYTHING that walks on two legs.
They are model Democrats.

And one reader sent this:

When the Government is all shut down 
And Jupiter aligns with Mars 
Then walls will guard the borders 
And MAGA will steer the stars.

Beautiful, isn't it. Do you have a Government Shutdown poem? Please don't be shy, send it in.

Age of Aquarius,


Thursday, January 10, 2019

Don't Forget Open Borders Begin At Home

Americans, have you forgotten your heart?

No? Then don't build walls, open your doors.

Yes, the doors of your house. Open them.

Because open borders begin at home.

Your friend,


Wednesday, January 9, 2019

Walls Walls Walls

The sturdy wall built around Obama's predictably bad taste mansion

Some people are against walls securing our southern and northern borders. They say it's immoral and unfair to all the wymyn and chyldryn fleeing the socialist utopias of Venezuela and Newark

Nancy's Millionaire Socialist mansion, protected by a wall, obviously

Maybe that's why Nancy and the Obamas have walls around their mansions. They want a barrier between themselves, their great wealth and the people who want a slice of the leftist roulette wheel action.


Like Cher. Gotta have good security when you're a multi-millionaire socialist, otherwise all the poor people you love are going to break in and steal your rich leftist stuff.

New York Socialism

And the list goes on, all these elite millionaire commies living in mansions surrounded by walls. 

At what point will their brazen, literal hypocrisy be held to account? 

Soon, please.


Tuesday, January 8, 2019

Build The Walls!

Yes, walls, plural. Everyone knows that a big wall on the southern border makes sense, unless you're a human trafficker, drug runner, cartel kingpin or vote hungry Democrat. But what about the threat from the North?

A Typical Northern Workers Paradise

That's right, the horde of northerners fleeing failed socialist utopias like Illinois and New Jersey or the workers paradise hell holes of cities like Baltimore and Detroit. Where are these refugees heading, to what haven? The South, of course, and who can blame them.

We Need Two Walls

Problem being, the refugees take their ideology with them, they still fly the rainbow hammer and sickle flags of their homeland. They are a threat to the Southland. This means another wall has to be built, a strong, high and beautiful wall, a wall along the Mason-Dixon line. 

Artist's Impression of Wall Amusement Park Tourist Destination

Who will pay for the wall? The booming economies of the South, and once built it'll pay for itself. Tourism, hotels, restaurants, fun parks, exotic hunting preserves, sporting clubs and more; this northern wall, like it's southern sister, will be a revenue center, handsomely rewarding farsighted initial investment. And the refugees?

A Beautiful Golden Wall!

They can return home and rebuild their shattered states or be funneled into Colorado. I know, some readers of this popular mind blog might object to the latter option so let's stick with the first.Then there's the "California Question."

That too must be addressed.

All for Dixie,


Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Caravan Time Traveler

A time traveler from Wednesday, November 7, 2018 has brought back a stunning picture of the future, showing what appears to be a giant rainbow pinata on America's southern border.

The futurist, Mr. W. Wolf, says that the gift will be left by a "caravan" of "Guatemalans and MS-13" as a "gift." And because the future isn't fixed, several responses are possible. 

(1) Hit the pinada with artillery.

(2) Napalm.

(3) Haul the pinada through the fence as a triumph of Democrat policy?

(4) Hook it up to a Sikorsky Sky Crane and drop it twenty miles off-shore?

Here at Compound News, we're amazed by these revelations from the future and with the time traveler, urge everyone to get out and vote.

Your Best Friend,


Wednesday, July 11, 2018

Open Borders Begin At Home

Like charity itself, open borders begin at home.

That's why it's important for you to show your open heart with an open door.

Anything else would be Fascist and Nazi, right? So turn the key and open your door!

But seriously, since when did a country having a border and being, you know, a country,become Fascist? Would that be before or after the Democrats wanted to buy millions of potential votes and someone(s) decided to go for broke in the search for dirt cheap labor?

Then again, perhaps it's all down to deleterious effect of magnets on the brain.

You the reader, be the judge,


Wednesday, April 4, 2018

Happy Easter

I know, I know, it's a few days late and a couple of dollars short but Happy Easter, vast international readership.

The Masses at the missions went well and then it was time for some R&R in Dallas before heading back to the country, where the air is crisp and clear after a Texan downpour and Friday's enjoying herself on the porch like the puppy she is.

I need to get her checked but the consensus is that she's a purebred Airedale, which is odd. A Blue Heeler landing on your porch is pretty Texas but an Airedale? More like Yorkshire, surely.

And yes, Airedales aren't Norse but they are war dogs and served with distinction in the trenches of the Western Front in World War I. Friday continues this martial tradition, exhibiting loyalty, intelligence and bravery, especially in the face of enemy sticks and knotted rope toys. Blue RSM watches over her training with a knowing eye.

In other news, Trump's approval rating is high, a crazed vegan shot up YouTube despite California's strict gun laws and some Muslims have been let off with a slap on the wrist for terrorizing a convent in France. 

To say nothing of that pesky Sabo who's been mocking Zuckerberg and lest we forget, a group of migrants are making their storied way through Mexico in the hope reaching the US before the wall's built.

Question, would the Democrats be so ardently, passionately, fervently in favor of abolishing our southern border if they lost a vote for every illegal immigrant that moved into the country? 

Your Old Pal,


Friday, January 12, 2018

Oh What A Freakout

Our lying, venal, mendacious, aggressive, corrupt, self-serving elite mainstream media has gone into full freakout because President Trump has reportedly asked the question, "Why do we want all these people from Africa here? They're shithole countries... We should have more people from Norway."


Or Sweden, Italy, Germany, Spain, Denmark, Austria, England or wherever civilized people have found their lives made unbearable by an influx of immigrants from sh*thole countries. 

Come on you lot, move to America and help us MAGA as you leave your once great nations to the savages your governments invited in.


But seriously, when did it become somehow racist or fascist for a country to have borders? For that matter, who stands to benefit from a massive influx of unskilled, culturally dissonant immigrants? 

We don't have far to look for an answer. Corporations looking for a cheaper workforce, politicians desperate for votes and a Left which hates the West and wants to destroy it through immigration.

Kabul, sorry, Germany

Hungary, Poland and Eastern Europe recognize this and if the Reuters report is true, so does Mr. Trump. Why should we allow hundreds of thousands of savages to move to America when we've got more than enough as it is. Just look at Baltimore, Detroit, Chicago or any one of our urban hellholes. So why create more?


In the meanwhile, the NWO Illuminati shills in the media and their Party masters are melting down in fauxtrage because someone from the Ministry of Truth told it like it is.

Well said, Mr. President.

Build The Wall,


Saturday, April 29, 2017

Miserable Offenders

It sounds simple and it should be simple. As the heat climbs ever higher, turn on the AC and enjoy the cooling blast of chilled air. 

That's the myth. The reality is you turn on the air and all you get is a groan and a hiss as the temperature in the house approaches ovenlike intensity. 

Broken Rubbish

What do you do when that happens? Get out the fans, open the large screened windows and start to melt while you call the HVAC tech. But hey, whoever said the War on Weather'd be easy?

El Nino Will Build The Wall

Speaking of which, Senator Ted Cruz has sensibly suggested that we use El Nino's confiscated millions to build the much-needed border wall. Good call.

Your Old Pal,