Vermin In A Destroyed City

Hisham Melhem, the Washington bureau chief of Al-Arabiya, makes a powerful case for the self-evident, that Arab civilization has broken down. He is, understandably, unable to find a single, overarching explanation for this. Here's a snapshot:

"Is it any surprise that, like the vermin that take over a ruined city, the heirs to this self-destroyed civilization should be the nihilistic thugs of the Islamic State? And that there is no one else who can clean up the vast mess we Arabs have made of our world but the Americans and Western countries?

"No one paradigm or one theory can explain what went wrong in the Arab world in the last century."

Powerful stuff and you can read the whole thing here (via Breitbart).

But, in deference to author, could it be that the answer to his question lies within Islam itself?

Just a thought.

God bless,

LSP

Orde Wingate

For the benefit of everyone, and especially those readers interested in irregular warfare, today's focus is on the remarkable, if unconventional, Orde Wingate.

Born in 1903, Wingate secured a Commission in the British Army as a Gunner and went on to learn Arabic at London's School of Oriental Studies (SOAS). This took him to secondment with the Sudan Defence Force and the command of 300 troops which he trained to ambush Muslim slavers and poachers. 

After being recalled to England in 1933, Wingate was assigned to the Palestinian Mandate in 1936, where he went on to form irregular units of British and Jewish Haganah volunteers, called Special Night Squads. The SNS attacked Arab terrorists with effective ferocity; Moshe Dayan claimed that Wingate "taught us everything we know", and while not a Jew, Wingate, who was an ardent Zionist, became a celebrated figure of the Jewish community.

At the outbreak of World War II, Wingate was invited by General Wavell to assist with operations to drive the Italians from Ethiopa. He did just that, creating and training the guerrilla-style Gideon Force, which succeeded in restoring Emperor Haile Selassie to his throne in Addis Abbaba. Awarded a DSO for his efforts, Wingate returned to England and went overseas again, to the Far East, where the sudden Japanese takeover of Burma forced him to India.

From India, he gained permission to create a "deep penetration" strike force, the Chindits, who operated far behind Japanese lines. These fought with controversial success until Wingate's untimely death in March, 1944, when his transport plane crashed into the jungle. He is buried in Arlington cemetery.

Wingate was undoubtably eccentric and didn't much like wearing clothes. One British Officer was surprised to discover him naked and crying on the floor (through frustration? grief?) after an SNS operation and he would often give orders in a state of "undress". This confused some of his more staid colleagues.

The pioneering Chindit commander can be credited for laying some of the groundwork for the Israeli Defense Force's later success, and I have an odd feeling that when I was younger I met some of the people he trained. 

We could do with a few Wingates to launch against ISIS.

God bless,

LSP

Kerry Goofs. Again. Arm the Kurds

America is great and Texas is awesome, but our Secretary of State 'droid needs some tuning, because it's NWO DAARPA designed logic circuits aren't quite up to scratch.

When questioned about the U.S. non-war against the non-Islamic Islamic State, the ketchup fortune traitor-bot stated:

“If you’re more comfortable calling it a war against this enemy of Islam then please do so. We’re happy to call it that.”

Pamela Geller

So I guess we're at war with Pamela Geller. And Israel, and Christianity, and everyone else who lives in the "House of War."

Nice one, Kerry. 

Anti-Jihad

In other news, the enemy of Islam is scared of being deprived of virgins in the afterlife if they get killed by Yazidi women. There are several of these, fortunately.

Tower Hamlets?

The non-Islamic Islamic State has women fighters too.

Arm the Kurds,

LSP

It Rained

After saying Mass at one of the Missions I went out to my truck to drive back to the compound. Dark clouds had rolled in, low and thunderous. Then lightning filled the air and it began to rain. It didn't stop.

Some of you may think that this is a boring story and of little consequence. If you lived here you would not think that.

According to Reuters, a solid quarter of all Americans support secession.

Right on.

LSP

Loserheart, Jocks Bottle

The polls are in and the Scots, once known for their bravery, have voted against independence. In close-run polling, the formerly courageous Scots voted to remain subjects of the United Kingdom by a 55% -45% majority.

According to one political commentator, "The Scots evidently want to remain under the jackboot of a sinister Old Etonian cabal lead by the weirdly incompetent David Cameron."

Another pundit put it more simply, "Jocks bottle."

Good luck, Scotland.

LSP

SECEDE

"Governments derive their just powers from the consent of the governed... Whenever government becomes destructive to life, liberty, or property [i.e., the pursuit of happiness], it is the right of the people to alter or to abolish it... It is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such government, and to provide new guards for their future security." 

— American Declaration of Independence (1776)

Maybe the time has come. A lot of Scots sure seem to think so, and Spaniards, and Ukrainians and Texans, to name just a few.

What's going on, why would this be? Because our governments are so obviously beneficial to us? Like, we're getting so much benefit from Washington here in Texas.

But "what difference does it make?" Not very much if you like being ruled by Hillary Clinton and her poverty-stricken friends inside the Beltway.

Don't get me wrong, I love Great Britain and Scotland too, but my take, for what it's worth, is that Texas should hold a referendum. Run Wendy Davies and her crew of carpetbaggers out of town and confederate with the sane Western states. 

Shill

Rumours that Justin Welby, Archbishop of Canterbury, is a sock puppet controlled by a sinister Bilderberger trifecta of Soros, Buffet and Bill Gates, are true.

That is all,

LSP

Walking in Texas? Take a Gun.

They say that walking's good for you but in Texas you don't know what you'll find. 

Some Crew, All Wigged-Out In The Woods

Packs of wild dogs, turkeys, fierce hogs, maybe a dove or two and the occasional wigged-out crew of freaks, holed up in the brush, trying to "find the gig" and get back to Austin.

Mind How You Go

So I like to take a 12 gauge. 

Be safe,

LSP

Jefferts Schori, Episcopal Bishop or Two-Bit Space Alien?

Katherine Jefferts Schori is the Presiding Bishop of the Episcopal Church (TEC). But we have to ask, is Jefferts Schori a bishop, or a no-account, two-bit, space alien?

Here's what Jefferts Schori had to say about the Islamic terror attack on the World Trade Center:

"I saw a pickup truck a couple of weeks ago with a waving American flag painted on its rear window. As I walked through the parking lot, I realized there was something written on the tailgate – the word ISLAM stood out first. Finally I saw the whole sorry slogan, “everything I need to know about Islam I learned on September 11th.” How will we change hearts that seem closed to learning more about peace?

"Are we willing to recognize and then proclaim that as children of Abraham, Christians, Jews, and Muslims share that vision of a healed world that Micah paints for us?"

Here's what people in Saudi Arabia were saying:

"Then we all knew it wasn't an accident. We heard sporadic yelling in the streets and happy shouts from Saudis in our own hospital. In the terminal cancer ward, patients were hooting and screaming “Down with USA,” much to the horror of the American nurses tending them."

Maybe the Saudis weren't, you know, Muslims.

And maybe Jefferts Schori isn't "off-world."

LSP

Shoot the Red Menace

Sometimes a morning at the range involves the blast of the redoubtable Lee Enfield, or the sound and fury of a 30-06, or the explosive power of the .45. Sometimes it means hours of carbine amusement with a deadly assault rifle. All that's good and has its place but at other times I like to shoot shotgun cartridges off of a steel frame with a .22.

And that's what I did today. Lined up the Red Menace on the target frame and shot them off at around 40 yards. Then, when you've taken out the first wave, set up the fallen Reds and take them down again. Repeat at will.

Sure, it's only .22 plinking but what's wrong with that? Nothing at all and it's neat to see the targets fly up when you hit them.

So here's a tip for all you green shooters: Help combat Climate Change by recycling range trash and using your spent shotgun shells as targets.

Cheers,

LSP

Some Kind Of Sick Joke?

Here's a picture of an Episcopal priest. He lives in California. I'll leave it to you to work out whether he went to Harvard or not.

And maybe you think this is some kind of joke, like, look at this goof-off clown LSP pulled off the internet.

All real. Thanks for the tip, GWB.

God bless,

LSP

David Cameron Goes Full O-Tard

The U.K's Prime Minister, David Cameron, has gone full O-Tard, claiming that the savage Muslim terror group, the Islamic State of Iraq and Syria (ISIS), isn't Muslim.

Unh Hunh.

"They boast of their brutality; they claim to do this in the name of Islam," stated Cameron. "That is nonsense. Islam is a religion of peace. They are not Muslims, they are monsters.”

Where's all the Muslims?

Er, OK then, Dave, so what are they? Quakers?

Obey

Rumours that Mr. Cameron was seen earlier this week being walked by President Obama while wearing a poodle costume are entirely true unfounded.

Will this ever end?

LSP

I Drove to Dallas

I drove to Dallas yesterday to visit a sick man in hospital. After that I fell back to to the DFW HQ with a view to meeting up with some friends at one of the local restaurants. Nothing fancy, just a pizza (they call them "flatbreads"...) and convivial company. But no. That was apparently too much for the team, one of whom "had to go hunting" early the next day. Interesting excuse.

DFW HQ

So I stayed in, creating a powerful marketing strategy for a restaurant/food blog called Cheapskates. The byline being, "We Want Great Scoff at a Great Price."  Stay tuned.

Home Again. Note Kyptek

Then, today, it was time to get back on the road for the country. No complaints there and tomorrow's plan is simple. Say the Mass(es), chair a meeting, go for a horse ride, maybe followed by a shoot.

Golden Void

Speaking of which, I suggested that the Diocese screen potential clergy on their ability to ride and shoot. "If you can't ride, and you can't shoot, you can'get in," I told our bishop, disarmingly. He didn't say no.

I take that as a promising sign.

God bless,

LSP