The Government Is Your Friend!

The Government is your Friend 

Last year saw a big push by the Government and it's willing lackey, Piers "New World Order" Morgan, to ban guns. Hand in your firearms, they argued, and the State will look after you, just like it's going to do with your health!

Trust the State!

America wasn't convinced by this Himmlerian logic and bought guns in record numbers; smart move, arm up, but please stop hoarding .22LR because we need readily accessible plinking ammo. Sayin'.

Demented Space Creature

Also, as LL reminds us, do the exact opposite of anything Nancy Pelosi recommends, this will help you. Likewise, as we move into 2014, only fight wars as a last resort and fight to win. 

Ride on,

LSP

Happy New Year!

Stephen Avenue

It was all about a Block War last night until it started to snow. A member of the fire-team was moved to say "this is a wondrous miracle moment" and sure enough, Stephen Avenue was transformed into something beautiful. Even our ancient grudge against the contemptible Marriott was carried away by the cleansing snow, Block War forgotten.

The Marriott. Enemy

This morning I went off to find a coffee and fell in with a rodeo person who knew several of my church-people. All for bull riding and bronc. PBR. Small world, aint it.

Have a great New Year,

LSP

New Year's Eve

The Opposition

2014 is nearly here and there's an uneasy truce between the blocks. We stare at the Marriott and they stare at us, waiting. At Midnight, as Calgary's famous bell tower rings in the New Year, we'll launch the first salvo of rockets and move in. Let the dice fall where they may.

View of the Blocks from the Redoubt

Meanwhile, revelers throng Stephen Avenue, full of New Year's spirit. Some of them are wearing white wedding dresses and I asked them if they were getting married. "Nah, we're going to a RAVE!" they said, "We're like, the new hippies!" Hunh, that explains it, I thought quietly, as taunts rang out from the mid-level floors of the enemy Marriott. Well, you might be laughing now, Marriott, but just you wait till Midnight.

Buffalo Head

Speaking of the New Year, let's hope 2014 is better than 2013. Maybe Hillary Clinton and Piers Morgan will finally be brought to justice. You never know, a miracle might happen and an economy that's based on debt might even find itself solvent, along with Detroit, and wise people will decide that LGBT gender advocacy isn't the defining civil rights issue of our generation. 

I wouldn't bet on any of those things, but I would on Putin; I'll wager his star will continue to rise along with Russian investment in gold.

Have a blessed New Year,

LSP

O Canada, Calgary

Calgary still has a High Street

Right after Christmas I like to go to Calgary, which is an oil and gas boomtown in Alberta. Some people think that Calgarians are rude and anti-social but I've never found that; there's maybe some frontier spirit in the air but that's good and I get the feeling that Alberta stands out from the rest of Canada in an independent rancher kind of way. A bit like a North Western Texas that'd been pioneered by Scots, Irish and assorted sons of the Empire.

What! No looting?

Unlike Texas, it's a bit chilly here, with plenty of snow and ice and, strangely, none of the looting, burning and bad mayhem that you expect in the Lone Star State whenever it looks as though temperatures threaten to fall below freezing. 

Maybe that's because Canadians are an orderly crew? Who knows, but credit to them for settling this Province in the cold snow and ice.

I like this City.

Cheers,

LSP

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas!

 I hope you all had a merry Christmas, despite atheistical attempts to drive God out of business through billboarding. "This Season," runs one snappy slogan, "Celebrate Reason!" which is part of a broader ad campaign called, curiously enough, "Out of the Closet." This hopes to make isolated, lonely, atheists feel that they've got company. 

HO HO HO!

It's news to me that they haven't but that aside, imagine, with "This Season, Celebrate Reason!" ringing in our minds, we could cozily warm our secularist toes by the fire, all the while merrily unwrapping treatises on number theory by Bertrand Russell, and that's before the jolly feast of roast tofu that's basting away in the oven. So much more reasonable than patriarchal superstition about Virgin births, miraculous stars and wandering astrologers; to say nothing of what Marx called the "bourgeois claptrap" of a traditional family—a husband, wife and children gathered around a decorated tree to celebrate God becoming Man. Get rid of this primitive nonsense, say the authors of the oddly named ad campaign and replace it with something sensible, like reason. 

Adoration of the Child, Correggio

You may or may not be pleased to know that Team LSP managed to avoid the heady lure of our godless marketeers and stuck with celebrating the birth of Christ.

Gloria in excelsis Deo!

God bless,

LSP

Piers Morgan Swamp Challenge Fail

Piers Morgan, Gay Advocate

The unpopular comedy talk-show host, Piers Morgan, lashed out at Duck Commander Phil Robertson earlier this week, accusing him of being "vile" and a "bigot" for daring to state that homosexuality was a sin.

Charlie Daniels

Charlie Daniels, who is a famous Country musician, rose to Robertson's defense on Twitter, declaring that Morgan "woudn't last five minutes in the swamps Phil Robertson hangs out it [sic]." Daniels then offered to arrange a visit to the "swamps", which the disliked comedian pertly turned down. "Don't do swamps," tweeted Morgan.

Piers Morgan, NWO Shill

"Don't do swamps"? But Piers, we're confused. Weren't you Editor of the Daily Mirror?

Bring Phil Back, Send Morgan Home

Please, America, send Piers back to England, where he can answer for his crimes.

And while you're at it, boycott A&E, if you haven't already.

LSP

I Stand With Phil

Clean the Weapon

I stand with Phil against the gay steamroller, so I signed the petition and went for a shoot after taking Communion to the sick.

istandwithphil.com

Just me, a gas gun, a .45, cheap steel-cased Tulammo and some green silhouettes. Word to the wise:

A lot of people, including me, have had trouble with Tulammo and semi-autos, like the AR or Mini 14. You're firing away at the opposition when, thunk, there's a failure to eject and that's no good. I've found this doesn't happen if the chamber is clean and well-oiled, so take the time to clean and oil the chamber, right before you shoot cheap steel-cased ammo and there shouldn't be a problem. Common sense, I know, but still.

Get in the X Ring

I haven't had the same issue with brass, perhaps steel's more prone to sticking in the filthy beast that is the AR?

Shoot straight,

LSP

Devyani Khobragade, We Apologize

Devyani Khobragade, we apologize

India's Deputy Consul in New York City, Devyani Khobragade, was arrested last Thursday as she dropped her daughter off at school. According to the Independent, Khobragade was handcuffed, strip-searched and kept in a cell with drug addicts before posting $250,000 bail. She is accused of falsifying visa statements for her low-paid housekeeper.

National Security, Hodson's Horse

Khobragade's treatment has caused outrage in India. "It's despicable and barbaric," stated India's National Security Advisor, Shavishankar Menon. Others have gone further, with a senior member of India's opposition party calling for a round-up of U.S. diplomats' gay "companions".

Probyn VC

“My suggestion to the government of India is, the media has reported that we have issued visas to a number of US diplomats' companions. Companions means that they are of the same sex," said Yashwant Sinha of the Bharatiya Janata Party. “Now, after the Supreme Court ruling," he continued, "it is completely illegal in our country. Just as paying less wages was illegal in the US. So, why doesn’t the government of India go ahead and arrest all of them?”

The LSP news team offers a sincere apology on behalf of the United States to Ms. Khobragade and the people of India, whom we congratulate for standing bravely against the pansexualist NWO agenda.

END

LSP

Man-Made Being

Superman?

A churchman sent this in, from The Origins of Scientism by Voeglin:

“In retrospect the age of science will appear as the greatest power orgy in the history of mankind; . . . at the bottom of this orgy the historian will find a gigantic outburst of magic imagination after the breakdown of the intellectual and spiritual form of medieval high-civilization. The climax of this outburst is the magic dream of creating the superman, the man-made being that will succeed the sorry creature of God’s making.”

This is the End

That reminds me of Guardini's The End of the Modern World  (read it if you can) and I'd say it was pretty much right on target. So step away from the magic. Speaking of which, good to see Putin citing Berdyaev against the transnational secular elite, who seem hell-bent on recreating humanity in their own godless image.

I gave Holy Communion to five elderly ladies this morning. They were dicing when I arrived.

Well done,

LSP

Country Ministry

On the Road

I used to think that country ministry meant looking after several near empty Medieval churches and lots of parish "fetes." Perhaps you don't know what a parish fete is. They're mostly like day-long yard sales with little sandwiches, snacks and tea, maybe even some goofy game that the priest is supposed to take part in. 

Bad Craziness

Sometimes they'll have dancers who are like clowns but worse, and if the fete's high-stepping it might have tents, which is a good idea because these things are held outside and chances are it'll rain. That's what I figured rural priesthood was about, all these fetes and ancient churches, maybe even some real ale clowns.  

Rod and Gun

Apparently I was wrong. For me, country ministry seems to involve a lot of guns, horses, fishing and not a Norman church in sight, sadly. It also means plenty of driving to take the Sacrament to the sick.

Mischief

I pulled up at one place today, where a church lady had been knocked down by an animal, a four legged one, fortunately. A big black dog was padding about with a calf's leg in its mouth, right content, unlike the calf's owner, who wasn't. 

And that, my friends, is just the way it is.

God bless,

LSP

Vladimir Putin is the New Constantine

Putin and Patriarch

Vladimir Putin is the only world leader, of any note, to make a public stand for the defense of Christianity. According to Metropolitan Hilarion of Russia, a Christian is killed every 5 minutes for their faith, making this a new age of persecution for the Church.

Putin, Friend of the Church

In the face of this, the Western governments and media are silent. More than silent; in America at least, they appear determined to dismantle all traces of Christianity in the public square and with that to embrace its opposite. No more prayer in schools, no more Christian symbols on war memorials, no "evangelizing" in the Armed Forces, no more "Defense of Marriage Act." That's gone and with it, near enough, what Marx called the "bourgeois claptrap of the family." 

A Christian

Putin stands against that and for Christian morality and values. He doesn't believe, he tells us, that "same gender marriages" are good because they're "infertile" and he's had the temerity to ban New World Order sexual propaganda. No more "Pride" parades in Putin's Russia, much to the outrage of the Christ-hating Western ascendancy. 

Moral Majority

Like a new Constantine, there seems to be a star arising in the East. Pravda, I think, puts it well:

In the East there is someone that causes the western liberal's maniacal laughter to stop. Vladimir Putin. He has real world power, which causes the liberal media to fearfully ignore or warp his image. Like a good Christian King he leads a nation to Christ. Deep down in their evil souls they shriek like devils because they know Christ is true God and true power that they cannot defeat. They thought the Bolshevik revolution destroyed Holy Mother Russia. Christ cannot be defeated and his servant Putin has welcomed Christ and His church.

Putin, New Constantine

That would make Putin, as a champion of Christianity in a sea of secularist, pagan, opposition, a new Constantine. He has, after all, as temporal heir to the Third Rome, a right to that title. 

God bless,

LSP

Good Day Against the Clay

Skeet

Urged on by belligerent open carry posts and a break in the icy blast that is climate change, I span out to the fields for some head-to-head action with our ancient enemy, White Flyer skeet. I shot reasonably well, partly because I remembered to aim, which helps when you're shooting things. Just a lot of shotgun fun, blasting the clays out of the sky.

Tailgating

After that I turned on the next opponent, a circular steel plate, swinging threateningly from a metal trestle. I shot that any number of times with a Beretta PX4 Storm .45, mostly from around 18 or 20 yards. Pure explosive enjoyment and something I need to do more of, especially now that .45 ACP has gone down in price.

Beretta PX 4

For me, shooting is for sport, and it's a good one too. For others it's also a matter of self-defense; I guess they'd be "Chaplain's Assistants."

gunman

Shoot safe and God bless,

LSP