Some Kind of Joke?

 

So James Comey, former head of the FBI, was walking along a beach in somewhere inconsequential like Delaware and saw all these sea shells lined up spelling 86 47. The ex-Stasi  supremo posted this kill message on Insta, of all places.

NWO Mountebank

Leaving aside Comey's curious addiction to Instagram, what was he thinking? That it was somehow OK to broadcast an 86 POTUS message to all the world, on the internet? Apparently so. I call hubris and fondly imagine Kash and Bondi bringing this loathsome Deep State, Illuminati shill to justice. Don't hold your breath.

In other news, Leftists are enraged, shrieking, swallowing their tongues and breaking out in hives at the advent of white South Africans being granted refugee status in this country. You'll note The Episcopal Church (TEC) is especially upset about this. Go figure. But what can I say?

We are all Rhodesians now,

LSP

GODZILLA

Oh yes indeed.

 

We are all Rhodesians now. Arm up.

Roger Out,

Cheers,

LSP

Just Take A Day Off

Unlike our adversary the Devil, I try to take a day off on Monday. It doesn't always work, far from it, but today it does, at least so far. And what a day it is, sunny, clear, bright Texan weather, a lull before the ferociously incoming heat of summer. Beautiful, and with it, lazy Mexican music floats across the air from Eduardo's yard only to meet Seven by Seven and Riding a Raid. I tell you, it's a veritable battle of the bands.

Speaking of which, d'ye think 47's got a chance at defeating the pernicious, partisan, fraudulent, unconstitutional lawfare being waged against him by off-the-hook rogue judges? It seems he's appealing to SCOTUS, good luck with that, but perhaps the old I'm going to ignore you gambit's the best play. Who knows, situation developing.

Not unlike the war in Ukraine, curiously. Word has it that UKR reps left their peace meeting in Riyadh "thunder faced." Who knows, maybe they were told the US cash spigot's about to be turned off. Or not, let's see. That in mind, I don't recall voting to spend a single penny on the Cocaine Fuhrer. Regardless, grilling's on the menu for later.

Roger Out. 

Cheers,

LSP