We Love Clubland

We love Clubland a lot, here at the Compound. Look, a snapshot. I approached the NatLib's Porter, a Portugese Rhodesian, and foolishly said, "When on interview with the Royal Green Jackets years ago I was told, 'No more Rhodesians, it'll change the complexion of our unit.'" You see, after the Zimbabwe fiasco, RLI officers headed overseas and joined the RGJ and associates, which must have made the UK's light infantry strangely combat experienced. Regardless, thus spake Major MD in his office at the Winchester barracks and thank you very much.

You'll note, dear friends, that the same Major asked me some years before,  in Canterbury, "Can you, son of a Vicar, keep up with the boys in the Mess?" What a good question as we walked around the Green Court, and I assured him I could, falsely. Be that as it may, are we all not Rhodesians now? As in fighting the Leftist Leviathan against our replacement?"

Back to last April. I offered all of this to the Porter at the NatLib and he looked at me, with Porter wisdom: "That was a long time ago, sir." You see, he'd fought in the Bush War. Stout fellow, and off I went, somewhat shamefaced, into the dark of the Embankment. 

"Do you know," uttered a very close friend, "That he didn't want to talk about it?" I looked at her, "Yes. It is what it is. What next, shall we go to Lee Ho Phuk's, the French House or both? Your call."

We ended up in the magic that is the French House. Let the reader, all two of you, understand. Enough rambling. Holy Saturday to you all.

Space is Deep,

LSP

Oops - No More Kebob For You

 

Look, all we we were trying to do was set the time, you know, across the board, and then... boom. Sorry, no more kebob for you.  See, what they did was remote explode all these Jihad pagers, that's right, they, big international Jihad, were using encrypted pagers to talk. Now they're not, they're all Jihad exploded, all three thousand of them. What a bad day for Hezbollah, what a good day for Israel.

Who uses pagers anyway? 

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Serbia Strong

 

Here's a song:

Were we right to bomb Serbia in favor of Moslems? Or did the Serbs have a point? Perhaps we weren't too keen on a Kremlin ally right there on the backdoor of Garden Europa. But whatever, your call. In the meanwhile, let's have the Bosphorus back and...

Remove Kebob,

LSP

PS. There are Albanians in this small Texan farming community. They run a pizza place and an, ahem, Italian restaurant, complete with a bar. I played the above pop song to the owner and asked if he liked it. He shrugged, surrounded by heavies, and we had a good night. Cheers.