Showing posts with label rainbow pony. Show all posts
Showing posts with label rainbow pony. Show all posts

Tuesday, August 27, 2024

Good Work - Soldier

 

Boy on Left


It's been some 5 years since my eldest joined up and he's done well, made Sergeant, turned his life around, no small thing. But you know, when I told all three of you readers that he'd enlisted one Anon commented, probably from England or Canada, I didn't check, words to this effect, "You're proud now, idiot Nazi, but you can congratulate yourself when he comes home with his legs blown off."

Wow, what a cruel thing to say to a Father who's son's signed up to serve his country and potentially put his life on the line  for our defense. OK, it's the internet and of course I didn't reply, but it still hurts, and here's the thing.




Having a goodly pride in your country and people and stepping up to the plate to defend that is a virtue, and I'll defend this virtue all day long, as would my eldest and many others like him. We're patriots. Of course such a thing is nonsense and worse than nonsense to the nihilist asset-strippers and their shill dupes who've been wrecking our country for decades to fill their own already deep pockets. But question.

Who, beloved NWO Illuminati Trans WEF Corporatist Bolshevik BIS Jeckyll Island Overlords, will you get to oversee your total takeover of everyone apart from yourselves? The Army? Mindful of this, you may have noticed the UK pretty much abolished its once mighty Army, Navy and Air Force in favor of lots and lots of police and cameras. 

Oops, right at the point that we're fixing, baying, gusting, shouting to fight industrial scale war with Russia and China. Against evil Putler and lesser Satan Xi. Whoa, shurely shome mishtake. (big drinks all 'round, another G&T? Carry on, ahem, Ed.) Perhaps a 45-47 tenure can wrest us away from the neocon death grip. Or perhaps they'll keep on coming on and trust the loyalty of the men with the guns to further the Rainbow Project. Good luck with that, I guess we'll see.


Don't Mess With Texas

In the meanwhile, good work, kid. Apparently the little guy in the photo is Nepalese and a "good soldier."  Well there's most certainly precedent for that. 

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Thursday, August 8, 2024

Tay Tay Jihad

 



What is it with Tay Tay, aka Taylor "Swift"? Is it her awesome, ahem, music, her mean little eyes, being a Nazi pin up, her vast wealth and matrilineal descent from Satanist Anton LaVey's wife, Zeena? Or maybe it's just the fact that she/her is a white woman singing. Who knows, but what we all know is this, Tay Tay is a veritable JIHAD MAGNET.

Just the other day a Rwandan savage went all stab Rwandan on a bunch of little girls pretending to be Taylor Swift, in Southport, which is a kind of depressed suburb in Northern England. Awful, and the frenzied immigrant bloodletting stirred up a reaction.




Yes indeed, all these Brits looting Gregg's for sausage rolls and associated shops for Crocs. They even did a psyop, threatening unrest in some 100 towns last night, and didn't turn up, leaving SkyNews to be attacked by roaming gangs of Jihadis and some unfortunate Labour councilor who's been ruined for "hate speech." But OK, that was formerly Great Britain.

Further afield, in beautiful, elegant, civilized Vienna Tay Tay was going to perform a series of "live shows," migraine inducing eyes and all, but what happened? A young Moslem and his buddies decided to go full Jihad and bomb/stab the Swifties at their concert venue.




Bad call, Aloha Snackbar, now you're looking at gaol forever, in Austria, as opposed to 72 virgins or whatever your savage creed dictates. And here's the thing, Beloved Rulers: Encourage millions upon millions of Jihad savages into your lands in favor of higher rents, lower wages, big time votes and what do you get? Disorder, incendiarism, riot and unrest. Problem? Solution, ban freedom of speech and CLAMP DOWN.

Ban words, all those hateful words, verboten. But do you think, in your heart of hearts, that that threat, and the gaol it intimates, will somehow soothe the literal anger of people who see themselves replaced by an influx of cheap(ish) vote invaders? Let's put it another way.




You don't believe in reality, because you're postmodernist Cultural Marxists, so you endeavor to fix reality by changing the language. Good work, ancien regime commie, all the pronouns are changed, and then reality rises up like a wall and you run full-splat into it. Or something like that.

Do you think, dear readers, that Europe's like a tinderbox, waiting to go off, as if a firework in a dry field? To say nothing of the States. Just a thought. That in mind, why does Tay Tay attract Jihad?

Your Call,

LSP

Tuesday, July 2, 2024

Just Some Marching Music

 



Have you noticed how our beloved rainbow elite rulers are busy setting up the draft, for moar war. Are you ready to serve, fight and die for trans toilets, rainbow flags and diversity is our strength? I hope so, because anything else would be traitorous insurrection. Look, behold the ruler you're going to die for.




Beautiful, ahem, and rich, very, very rich. So here's a rousing tune, might as well get in practice, don't you think?




Your Best Pal,

LSP

Monday, April 1, 2024

April Fools



Satan, notoriously, takes Easter Monday off (no he doesn't, Ed.) Sorry! Unlike Satan, we're taking a day off here at the Compound, which involves dry white wine, a beef rib for the dog and a curry in progress. Let's see how this simple recipe works out.

In other news, Scotland's gone full Rainbow Stasi and it's now a jailable offence to misgender a tranny. Like no kidding, you can do hard time in Scotland for that kind of egregious hate speech. Mispronoun some blasphemous parody of a man? Sorry, hater, you're going to jail, in Scotland. Maybe for seven years.




Quite right too. That's why we're encouraging you to report hate crime against trannies by filling in this form and sending it to Police Scotland. Don't be shy, fill it in and send. You can also call +44 999 or 101. April fools? No, this is real.

In Scotland,

LSP

Saturday, August 5, 2023

Kaiser Hymn

 


Behold, Otto von Hapsburg is laid to rest. A friend was there, ordained by JPII no less, and loved it. Apparently people turned up in Death's Head Hussar uniforms. Respect. Regardless, here's the Kaisar Hymn:





If you scorn the above you're an utter fool. That said, can we wind the clock back to a better, more gilded and glorious age? I'd argue, no, we cannot. On topic if a bit oblique, Chesterton and Belloc argued and argued well for "swords about the Cross." 

Well said, Church Militant, and then the world turned and WWI crashed in with some 60,000 British men dying in the first day of the Somme offensive alone. All of a sudden Chester/Belloc didn't look so good.  The War, you see, caught them left-footed, military metaphor didn't look so bright and we lost faith in our culture. 





Fail. But not so fast, punters, what's wrong with being proud of your country and its tradition, what's wrong with celebrating Christian leadership, not least the Hapsburgs. Nothing at all, especially when we consider its opposite, the Godless, Satanic, kill-it-in-the womb fangs of our omnipresent Aggressor; hiding, of course, behind euphemisms and lies, like "Woman's Healthcare."

Their ruler is the Father of Lies and a murderer from the beginning. His kingdom has been broken, definitively, by the Cross. Here endeth the Lesson.

Walk in the light,

LSP

Monday, April 11, 2022

A Bit Of This A Bit Of That



"So how's the Army treating you today, son?" I asked insouciantly, "It's been a good day dad, an easy day, except for the 5 mile run." I thought about that, "Whaddya mean, that's not too far." Ahem, let's see you do it, so-called LSP. Well, that was back in the day, so. "Right, not that far but half the platoon dropped out. I didn't."




I thought about it for an instant, "They're all getting back from leave, right?" and got a warning answer in the affirmative, "I know, we're Signals but still, if it ever gets real there'll be a great culling." A great culling. Let's pray that doesn't happen, and I mean it. Speaking of which, perhaps you remember our latest recruitment drive. Here's a snapshot:




In other news, our troops don't have to wear kabuki theater masks anymore and rejoice in their newfound freedom, or so I'm told. Perhaps war in Europe is focusing the minds of our rainbow elite General Staff.  




You can imagine. A Russian battle group, full of lessons from Ukraine, rolls over the rainbow border into Poland. Who will stop them? The Poles? Maybe, for a little while. The Germans? Hahahahahaha. The Dutch and the French? Snerk. No. What about England? Good call, but the Sceptered Isle doesn't even have an army, much less a navy. And on.

I say again, our elite rainbow oligarchy have been gambling on never, ever, having to fight a war again. Look how that's coming home to roost. Better cut your carbon footprint to net zero and open a trans bathroom. Pathetic.


Typical Chechens

Your Pal,

LSP

Thursday, April 29, 2021

Enter The Mountebank

 



Did you watch Joe Biden's SOTU address last night? No? Don't worry, neither did anyone else much, which is weird given he's the most popular president in history. 

You'd think that the amazing figure of 81 million votes would be reflected in Joe's viewing stats, but no. They're not. A cynic might say the whole thing's a phony, faked-up, fraudulent sham.




A bit like "Trump's a Russian spy!" But regardless, Joe, popularly known as "The Corpse," got up on stage and told the world that the DC protests on January 6 were the worst assault on our democracy since the Civil War. Wow, far worse than Pearl Harbor and crazed Jihadists flying jets into the World Trade Center and the Pentagon.

What a wicked old fraud. You'd almost think multi-millionaire Joe was a mountebank cipher shill for the military industrial complex, global international banking, transnational corporate lobbyists and big pharma. But no, he's not in it for personal gain because he's a rainbow socialist.




Thank God for that. Jobs, opportunity, education can all go to Hell and the place you live in become a dying, dystopian slum, but at least you've got transgender toilets.

For the love of God,

LSP

Monday, February 22, 2021

Victory



Far-sighted readers of this inconsequential mind blog will know that the Diocese of Fort Worth has been in a protracted legal battle with the Episcopal Church. Why? 

Because we decided to break free of their rainbow embrace in 2008, so the enraged unicorn sued the diocese for all its money and assets. This belongs to us, the gaily colored beast hissed with a stamp of its lacquered hoof, and proceeded to lawyer up. That's the context.

I'll spare you the blow-by-blow, but after a decade plus of incredibly expensive litigation, Texas' Supreme Court ruled decisively in our diocese's favor last May. Sorry, unicorn, you're not allowed to steal all their stuff, was the gist of the unanimous ruling. Undaunted, the aggressively litigious Church of Tolerance got to work and appealed all the way to the top, to SCOTUS itself. And here's the punchline:

As of today, SCOTUS refused to hear their appeal. It's dead, sunk, lost. They don't get to thieve our property and money. It's not theirs, and no amount of chicanery, skulduggery and malfeasance, and there's been plenty, can make it so.

What a great result. It means our clergy and people get to stay in their Compounds, accounts intact. This is a relief to me, obviously. But more than that, it's a vindication of the Church of God and those Christians who've remained true to the Gospel and the Faith once delivered by Christ to the Apostles. 

The next step is this. Texas' Supreme Court will order the lower court in Tarrant county to enforce its May ruling. Then the games begin, as the enraged unicorn charges around the diocese attempting to recoup some of its enormous losses, as in cash.

We'll see how that goes, but I don't think the spitting fury of the horned glitter pony's going to go very far. In fact, it's rumored the disco ball quadruped's facing a bill for our insurance company's not inconsiderable legal costs. In the meanwhile, Te Deums sing out and we celebrate...

VICTORY,

LSP


Tuesday, September 22, 2020

Gotta Love The Beatles



Well no, not really, especially when the lovable moptops are a couple of murdering, head chopping Moslem savages. That'd be El-Shafee El-Sheikh and Alexanda Kotey, two members of the unholy war execution squad which specialized in cutting off the heads of aid workers and journalists.

These two murderous savages were captured in Iraq in 2018 and a massive legal battle ensued. Should the two Beatles ("Beatles" -- they were from England)  be sent to America for trial and sentencing or segue to the UK, where sensitivity training and rainbow pony therapy sessions would rehabilitate the psychotic, deranged, and possibly possessed by Satan Moslems.



The argument, from UK rainbow leftist lawyers was this. If the head chopper Beatles get extradited to the US they'll get the death penalty. OMG, how inhumane. How could anyone be so barbaric and cruel as to execute people who sawed the heads off of aid workers? You know, with their knives.

So, in a bizarre fit of caritas, the US DOJ promised it wouldn't execute the Beatles. No Helter Skelter for them, just SuperMax hi-jinx for the rest of their lives. Or worse, maybe the merry Butlins that is Gitmo.




I know, the Gospel demands charity. And in this instance I'd argue execution's the better course. Feel free to disagree, there's no rule. But in the reflection, how did the Beatles become so evil, was it innate or learned? 

My call is that people are tempted by Satan and run with it, with bestial, murderous result.





Strawberry fields forever,

LSP

Tuesday, September 8, 2020

Tight Lines



Some of the people who read this inconsequential mind blog catch mighty salmon, others fish for trout in clear mountain streams and lakes. Great result and more power to you, but for me today it was mostly perch. Here's a sample.


 Perch


I lost count by the end of it all and most weren't very large, more in the bait fish range than anything else. Still, ferocious little snappers and fun to catch, so there was plenty of action, which I like. In fact, it's mostly what I'm there for, but the whole package is good. 

There you are under a big Texan sky, outdoors in land that's only been settled for what, 150 years? maybe less. To your right, limestone bluffs rise above the water, and on the other shore trees and brush stand like an impenetrable wall in the heat haze as big birds circle above, vultures. 


Fish

It's not truly wild but isn't so very far off. Apart from the cleaning station, of course, which has a civilized tin roof, running water and cutting boards for the guides to clean striper. A good place to fish because the water's chummed.

Mind you, perhaps a boat would be a better place to fish from and I waved to the passing Trumpist Navy as its various ships passed my position. 


Boat

"Hey, lookit this monster!" I'd call out, holding up a small perch. Big ribaldry, "That a bait fish?" roar of twin Mercureys, "Should be!" But they weren't, all went back, as did a monster carp/buffalo which slipped the hook before the photo op. Big fish on a light rod. Fun.

So that was all good. In other news, the UK's setting up a Diversity and Inclusion Directorate to make sure soldiers don't say rude things about trannies or POCs. It costs £500,000 including it's Director's £110,000 salary and hopes to recruit more transsexuals and POCs into the armed forces. 


A Rainbow Pony

Wow, you can imagine the Taliban running in fear from the UK' s new Rainbow Wymxn of Colour Regiment (RWCR). You canting, pandering, risible fools. 

More on this exciting story as it unfolds. In the meanwhile, former and serving members of the United Kingdom's armed forces, feel free to comment. The floor is yours.

Tight lines,

LSP


Sunday, July 12, 2020

Undoing Whiteness




You may or may not have noticed, racists, that there's a nationwide movement afoot. That's right, it's called "undoing whiteness," and it's all about making white people feel bad for being, well, white.

Being white, you see, is evil and oppressive, so you've got to "undo" it or you're a racist, which you are already, you white racists.

Here's a partial list of resources to assist you in interrupting your white racism and reversing it: "Little White Lies – An Interview with anti-racist activist Tim Wise" and "When Whites Just Don’t Get It."


Feeling bad about yourself? Don't worry, there's more:

11 Ways White America Avoids Taking Responsibility for its Racism
White Supremacy Culture Characteristics and Antidotes
Why White People Freak Out
How white people handle diversity training in the workplace

Interesting, isn't it. Now do a small thought experiment per Dreher, and replace "White" with "Jewish." Speaking of which, a clever group of academics rewrote a chapter or two of Mein Kampf. You might enjoy Joe Rogan's interview, here's an excerpt:




I remind you, it's almost an axiom, that pretty much everything the Left effects produces the exact opposite of its intended result. The backlash, when it comes, will be immense. 

Caveat,

LSP


Tuesday, June 9, 2020

Burn Loot Murder



This is the Reverend Al Sharpton eulogizing the martyr saint George Floyd. Note Sharpton's sinister black latex gloves, the angel wings growing from Floyd's back, and the halo hovering above his head.

Angel wings and halo, a fitting tribute to a man who robbed pregnant women at gunpoint, speedballed and got it on with counterfeiters. What an angel, let's see how far that goes with the general populace.




Whatever, Black Lives Matter is going full throttle in support of their sadly deceased martyr. Read this, from their website:

We make space for transgender brothers and sisters to participate and lead.
We are self-reflexive and do the work required to dismantle cisgender privilege and uplift Black trans folk, especially Black trans women who continue to be disproportionately impacted by trans-antagonistic violence.
We build a space that affirms Black women and is free from sexism, misogyny, and environments in which men are centered.
We practice empathy. We engage comrades with the intent to learn about and connect with their contexts.
We make our spaces family-friendly and enable parents to fully participate with their children. We dismantle the patriarchal practice that requires mothers to work “double shifts” so that they can mother in private even as they participate in public justice work.
We disrupt the Western-prescribed nuclear family structure requirement by supporting each other as extended families and “villages” that collectively care for one another, especially our children, to the degree that mothers, parents, and children are comfortable.
We foster a queer‐affirming network. When we gather, we do so with the intention of freeing ourselves from the tight grip of heteronormative thinking, or rather, the belief that all in the world are heterosexual (unless s/he or they disclose otherwise).
We cultivate an intergenerational and communal network free from ageism. We believe that all people, regardless of age, show up with the capacity to lead and learn.
We embody and practice justice, liberation, and peace in our engagements with one another.




Wow, saddle up the rainbow pony. You can imagine George Floyd repeating it all, like a Creed, before he went to bed at 5 am after staying up four nights and gettin' it on with the "bitches." 

I'm sick of this canting, fauxtrage hypocrisy. Google burn loot murder and see where it takes you.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Abolish The Police!




Abolish the police? A UK source, who wishes to remain anonymous for reasons of personal safety, replied:

I also hope it doesn't result in a similar scenario to the Liverpool (where else?) police strike of 1919. I remember hearing an interview in 1978 with a surviving  eye witness of what happened at the moment in 1919 when the hue and cry went up, 'THE SCUPPERS ARE OUT!'
This, you will understand, was not a reference to the sexual orientation of the constabulary but the signal  for society to promptly revert back to pre-Norman Conquest times in the space of  about 10 minutes.
Still, maybe in the future a replacement police force comprised of actors, pavement artists, vegan entrepreneurs, anti-homphobia outreach workers, bunny mothers, preforming mimes and 'social influencers' may do what's necessay.
More worryingly given the rise of AI, it could go another way entirely.... I have seen the 21st century both in 'Demolition Man' and 'Robocop'...
What a choice before you!
`Let the Nation decide'.




Let the nation decide, and so it will in November. For what it's worth, I predict a Trump landslide coz Americans are falling over themselves to call a gay vegan mime for help when their home's being burgled. C'mon guys, are you actively campaigning for Trump?

In the meanwhile, cops in Dem run cities need to go on strike. After all, why should you work for people who hate you and the job you do to keep them safe.

MAGA 2020,

LSP

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Trans Down Under



What happens when you define truth and reality out of existence by saying it's whatever you want it to be? You get taken over by rainbow ponies and unicorns, that's what happens and Anglican clergypersons are no exception to the rule. 




Here's the Rev. Dr. Jonathan Inkpin, who recently rode the rainbow all the way down under.

Better late than never? Today I am coming out fully as a transgender person... For my coming out has profound spiritual dimensions for me which I believe are sources of healing, strength and renewal for us all. Like my little grandchild cradled in my arms in the photograph (see left) I feel more intimately part of God's 'new creation', a little child cradled in the love of God.

Pretty moving, eh? There's more, in a letter to fellow clergy dated curiously to the Feast of St. Mary Magdalene. In it, "Jo" explains that he's always been a transsexual suffering from "gender dysphoria" and is set to receive "pyschotherapy, hormonal treatments and/or various surgeries." 




These might cause:

increasing physical changes to my face and body, and to other aspects such as voice. I want to reassure you that I will still be the person you have worked with and known.

I will still be the person you have worked with and known. Well that's just it, isn't it. Either you are or you aren't, Jo, and the last time anyone checked you were a man, which is what you'll continue to be, despite chemical and surgical alteration. 




Sadly, for Inkpin and other transsexuals, the surgeon's knife and a battery of pharma can't close the deal, leaving its subject a hybrid at best and a blasphemous parody at worst. 

In either case, that nasty sense of dysphoria isn't likely to go away. But maybe pronouns will help, Inkpin closes with:

Henceforth I ask therefore that you call me Josephine, or Jo, and use female pronouns (she, her) when referring to me. I know this will take a little time to get used to, and I know that mistakes will happen at first. All I ask is that we respect with respect and care for each other as we continue to share God’s journey together.


At least it wasn't ze and zhir but still, calling yourself she and her won't make you a woman any more than forcing people to call you Dash is going to turn you into a beautiful rainbow pony or an adorable unicorn.




Unless you're a clergyperson in the Anglican Church of Australia. That's different.

Ride the Rainbow,

LSP

Friday, July 21, 2017

Is The Bishop of Chichester a Rainbow Pony?



Church of England observers are suggesting that the Bishop of Chichester, Martin Warner, is a rainbow pony.

"Today's society does not get to trump the whole canon of scripture inspired by God the Holy Spirit - damage done by the institutional Church or by misguided individual Christians is a vain, arrogant and misguided argument, typical of a rainbow pony," stated one pundit, "Same sex attraction does not move one toward perfection."




Others agree. "I always thought the Bishop of Chichester was a man but after his statement on the recent Sex Synod I'm not so sure. He sounds a lot like a rainbow pony," opined one Synod watcher.

The allegations followed Warner's comments on the CofE's York Synod, which voted to welcome people who had undergone sex change treatment and asked the House of Bishops to develop special naming rituals for transsexuals. The Synod also voted to ban "conversion therapy" for people who wanted to change their same-sex attraction. 




Warner appeared to sanction the Synod debates and their outcome, hailing them as an indication of "engagement with some of the most important, complex and sensitive human stories in today's society." He went on to state that "more time will be needed" to "understand what we have learned at Synod."




The Bishop of Chichester concluded his endorsement of the Synod's gay and trans advocacy by implying it was part of God's "movement of all things to perfection."

"Whatever narrative emerges from our interrogation of received wisdom and contemporary experience, we as Christians must be explicit about the God who creates us in love and who in mercy and tenderness sustains the movement of all things to perfection, over the rainbow."




Martin Warner has been Bishop of Chichester since 2012. 

LSP

Tuesday, February 24, 2015

The Cause, Confederacy


It's not that long ago, the American Civil War, and a bloody business it was too. Some people think that the Confederacy is synonymous with with slavery and oppression, whereas the Union was was a beautiful civil rights movement. Others think that the war was about States' rights and freedom from big government Washington tyranny.


They opted for the latter where I live, and lost. There's a memorial in the Courthouse Square to remember the fallen.


William Henry Parsons raised a regiment of cavalry from the surrounding counties, the 12th Texas, comprised of the Hill County Volunteers, the Freestone Boys, the Johnson County Slashers, the Bastrop Cavalry Company, the Ellis Grays, the Ellis Rangers, the Kaufman Guards, the Ellis Blues, the Williamson Bowies, and the Eutaw Blues.


The 12th Texas went on to become part of Parson's Brigade and it may, or may not be the case that the National Flag of the Confederacy is on display in the courthouse.

For the record, I think our courthouse, which was restored by Willie Nelson, would make for a decent club. "What would you call this club?" asked a church lady, "I would call it Parson's, Ma'am," I replied.

Share your Swag Bags as you will,

LSP