The War Goes On

 

All you war pundits may have noticed UKR sent a flight of drones to Novgorod with a view towards destroying Putin's state residence. Good call and right on the eve of preparatory peace negotiations at the White House. What can I say? 

Obviously someone wants moar war and, in fairness, Kiev's been promised boatloads of Euros going into 2026. So worth it, EU and UK taxpayer; fund the war being fought with people's bodies other than your own so that Blackrock et al can become even more massively rich beyond anyone's wildest dreams. But maybe the Russkies aren't too pleased with this latest gambit, Sergey Lavrov seems to think so:

LISTEN to Lavrov’s full account of Ukraine’s ‘terrorist attack’ on Putin’s residence

91 drones used, none hit their mark

BUT ‘given the final degeneration of the criminal Kiev regime…Russia’s negotiating position will be revised’ https://t.co/6QEfMFk4y0 pic.twitter.com/xDkXwlNg9i

— RT (@RT_com) December 29, 2025

Don't say Oreshnik, anyone, or Belarus. Russkie retaliation aside, what do you think Western vested interests would do if Russia, say, advanced to the Dnieper and took out Odessa to boot? Just a hypothetical as Russia continues its grindingly slow advance, but  what would our beloved rulers do if that continues.

Write the whole thing off as a partial loss, pretending it never happened, Afghanistan style? Set up Werewolf resistance in western Ukraine to continue the war, small scale? Or go to war, big war, against Russia. All the PR signals from beloved Ursula von der Leyen, Chancellor Merz, Gay Bonaparte Macron and Two-Tier Kier seem to be pointing to the latter option. But surely this is bluff.

The UK, Germany and France are currently nothing militarily without the US and, let the reader understand, our new European Warlords don't have any industrial capacity to fight a war even if they wanted to, they offshored it all to China to make themselves even richer. 

Imagine, Two-Tier calls up Xi, "Please make us 10 zillion rounds of 155, 10,000 hypersonic missiles, and a new rifle because the one we have doesn't work because it's rubbish. Oh, we need ammo for all the rifles you'll make for us because we don't have any ammo factories left. Not green, you see." Xi thinks about it for a moment and, remembering Palmerston (all hail) and the Summer Palace, says, "No."

Who knows, maybe the Russkies will fold in the face of massive European Rainbow Union threat. Maybe the UKR proxy pawn will fold under the weight of what appears to be cumulative Russkie pressure on the front. Maybe our beloved overlords will burn it all down rather than lose. Me? I'm inclined to think they'll walk away and pretend it never happened. Not unlike a cat, when you think on it.

Arma virumque cano,

LSP

Iran - Bombs Away

 

Looks like it's not been a good day to work at an Iranian nuke plant:

Fordow, apparently (everyone says it's a video from an earlier strike... so, but we get the idea):

Endnote. #Fordow pic.twitter.com/ciXZbCWrnZ

— Greg Gaylor (@SMUMustangAlum) June 22, 2025

 

What's your take. Is this an opening move, a demo of things to come if you don't back down, Mullahs? The first shot in a broader war if the Iranians shake the dice and decide to play on? Scot Ritter says it's save-face posturing. Hey, I don't pretend to know but feel free to chime in. 47 addresses the country at 10.00 pm.

Situation developing,

LSP

 

Boots On The Ground

 

A rambunctious young soldier walked through the door, "Hi Dad, what's up?" I took a pause from selling AI inventory (What?? Yes, it's true) and said, "Here, look at this," and showed off the new CZ 20, "Let's go for a shoot." Smiles all 'round. But first things first, clean up those dusty old boots.

That's right, a pair of Ariat Heritage which have been  all over the shop, from Africa to Canada and in between. Good boots, but here's the thing, if you don't look after 'em they fall apart, not unlike guns, when you think about it. So I gave the things a good going over with mink oil. This helps waterproof the leather and keeps it supple. It's not even hard to do, just put some mink oil magic on your mink oil brush and give the boots a sturdy scrub.

Well done, boots ready to go, you're ready to go, pre-mission objective accomplished, but then disaster struck. That's right, the climate changed. It does that, you see, and it did it again today, with thunder starting to rumble like opening salvos in the battle of Kursk, followed by rain which spat against the wooden walls of this old house.

We watched the storm from the shelter of the front porch, "I guess we're not going shooting, eh?" No, we weren't, so we talked Army.

Now, all the world knows that the US Army has a grievous recruitment problem, to the tune of a 40k+ shortfall. Not good, especially when our beloved rulers are baying for moar war. Solution? My eldest told me, "What they're doing is getting all these new E5s to become recruiters. Doesn't matter if they're unfit or whatever, make Sergeant and off you go. That's what I was told."

"Huh," I replied, staring out at a tumultuous Texan sky, "That's no good," and the kid agreed. "Did you know recruiters have the highest suicide level rate in the Army?" I didn't, and he continued, "But here's the thing, if I turn down Recruiter I can put in a Drill Packet."

"Now that, old chap, makes a lot of sense in your case, you'd be good at it," and he would, his face fits. Not only that, it's a two year thing and he'd have time to finish off a degree and then move on to OCS. That's his plan, and it's a good plan. But back to the recruitment crisis.

"You know, Dad, I was talking with our First Sergeant and he told me, 'How are we going to fix recruitment, by taking on a lot of recruiters or by paying our soldiers more than three bucks an hour?' Yeah, and I said hey, you're preaching to the converted."

Like really. Maybe, just maybe, we'd get more recruits if we actually paid our soldiers more than junior burger flippers, to say nothing of all the risible rainbow garbage and the fact that patriots, young men and women who want to serve their country, aren't too keen on signing up to fight for the Demented Old Crook and associates. The very people who actively hate them and everything they stand for.

We talked about all this, there on the porch as the rain crashed down, and have rescheduled our shoot till after the boy gets back from a mission in California. I look forward to that. Semper.

Your Old Friend,

LSP

Cleanse The Palate

 

The UK still has some soldiers, not many, hardly any, but some. Do you think UKGOV got rid of their Army because they thought it was disloyal to GloboHomo power? As in can't have those Praetorians hijack our rainbow power grab.

Maybe so, and weird calculus given the UK is baying for war. Anyway, here's what's left of the Scots regiments, doing  their thing:

Cheers,

LSP