Biker Eschaton

It's all about motorcycles these days, on this transport blog. There's Lukeya's Norton, LL's Ducati, Fredd's Kawasaki and lots more. This puts me in mind of a biker party I went to, many, many years ago.

There I was, on New Year's Eve, at a party. They were a mixed crew, a couple of Wolf's Outlaws, maybe a Bandido or two, perhaps a Desperado, and there I was, regimental tie, blazer, the whole, "I say, you men, carry on," type of thing.

As the New Year struck, I congratulated the assembled outlaws with a hearty "Happy New Year!" including one ne'er do well who was at least 8' high and 5' wide. "Is it? F***er?" he asked me. I didn't reply, but I stood up (even straighter), looked that ruffian right in the eye, and prepared to die like a soldier.

The leaders of the party saved me, fortunately. "Leave him alone!" they said, "He's Adolf! And he's alright."

And that was that. Why did the outlaws call me Adolf? I'll leave you to ponder that.

Born to ride,

LSP

Filthy Little Beast!

I set up on the front porch to clean some guns. They were filthy, especially the ARs, but it was relaxing to clean the little monsters and all in a good cause. A clean gun is, after all, a happy gun, as opposed to a malfunctioning, dirty, nightmare.

I was a bit concerned about the front sight of my .45, which had pretty much lost its glow-in-the-dark spot. So I applied some glow -in-the-dark paint to it with a tooth pick; the paint's called Glow and you can buy it for a couple of dollars at Walmart, in the craft section. We'll see how it works.

As I pondered the newly restored sight, I reflected on Christ's words, "If you love me, you will keep my commandments." Notice he says "my commandments" instead of the world's, or the self's commandments.

That's counter-intuitive to us, because we've been trained to think that the world and the self are the sum and measure of all things.

They're not, no more so than the vain conceit that a dirty gun is just as good as a clean one.

God bless,

LSP

Black Gun May Day Mayhem!

It was a beautiful sunny morning in Texas, crisp and bright, so I thought I'd better make good use of time and head down to the range with a collection of black guns. Don't get me wrong, I like wood and steel, I prefer it even, but these were the guns I wanted to shoot today.

5.56

So I did. The AR's performed flawlessly, which pleased me, because I had a hand in building them. It's always good when something you've worked to create works well. The rifle variant is well-capable of MOA awesomeness, which is exactly what I was hoping for. The Ruger American .17HMR shot well too, producing the best group of the day, 3 rounds in the same hole. Then it was pistol time.

.17 HMR

I'll be honest. I wasn't too pleased with my pistol performance during LL's visit, and I wanted to fix that. "I know," I thought to myself, cleverly, "If I get a Blackhawk Serpa holster, I'll shoot my .45 like a pro." 

Whatever

The Serpa's a good holster, no doubt about it, it holds your sidearm in a vise-like, mechanical grip, and has a smooth trigger finger release. The paddle system hugs your hip too; it isn't going anywhere. Get a Serpa, just be sure to properly index your trigger finger as you draw your weapon from the holster, otherwise you might shoot your foot off. Bad result.

Serpa

But, did the holster make me a better shot? No. It didn't, and I had to shoot off a box of cheap Federal ammo at 25 yards before I got in the swing of things. 

Message to market. Neat kit is no substitute for rounds down range. There's a moral in that, if you care to draw it.

Typical Texas Range Scene

Have a great May Day evening and remember, May is Mary's month.

God bless,

LSP

Ukraine Magic

The news cycle moves pretty quickly these days, so perhaps everyone has forgotten about the civil war in the Ukraine. But amnesia aside, things haven't gone too well for Western backed Kiev forces, in their fight against pro-Russian separatist districts. 

Debaltsevo

In Debaltsevo alone, separatists captured 450 heavy weapons, 200 pieces of armor and 60 tanks during fighting in January and February. However, this streak of George Soros funded bad luck may be about to change.

Typical Ukrainian Shamans

Some 2000 wizards, witches, shamans and warlocks gathered in Kiev today to hold a magic ritual for peace in the troubled country and to cast spells on amulets and charms for nationalist fighters.

Sergey Grechishkin, a self-styled magician, who calls himself Sabirius and a "master of the primary circle," described the purpose of the ritual as an "appeal to higher forces."

Charging Up

“It will be a joint appeal to the higher forces. Each of us will do it in his own way. We will ask them to help people to recover from this bloody attack of anger and hatred and save those who found themselves in this wild bloodbath. The second ritual is a 'charging up' of protective amulets for the warriors and residents in the conflict zone, which will then protect people from bullets, frags, knives and batons.”

Protective amulets for the warriors? That worked well for the Sioux and the Mau Mau.

Perhaps you think I've made this up, as some kind of joke. Think again.

LSP

Iron Horse

Since this is becoming a transport focused forum, it's only fair to say that my old pal, Lukeya, isn't just keen on trains, he also likes bikes, and has a nice-as-you-like Norton Commando. 

LL has a motorcycle too, a Ducati Diavel, which some believe to be only marginally slower than chain lightning.

Fredd also had a bike, the iconic Kawasaki 750 triple, and believes that riding it was a lot like having a timber wolf, for a pet.

"So," you ask, "Where's your motorcycle, so-called 'LSP,' if that's your real name, which we doubt."

That, readers, is a very good question.

LSP

The Crying Towel

When I'm feeling pathetically sorry for myself and tempted to snivel into a crying towel, I reflect on the woman I visited in ICU this morning.

That puts things in perspective right away.

God bless,

LSP

Operation Jade Helm

It's that Operation Jade Helm time of year again, and I like nothing better than to invite some of the operators up onto the porch for coffee and easygoing talk about hunting, gear, tactics, philosophy, politics, and the state of the Anglican Non-Communion. 

Good times, and I can tell you this. They're not too thrilled at the prospect of Hillary Rodham Clinton becoming Commander-in-Chief. No sir.

Spot the Operator

But maybe that's a fading prospect, along with the chances of SCOTUS upholding what everyone has always thought obvious. Namely, that marriage is something that occurs between a man and a woman.

If they don't, as appears likely, I will disobey their law and so will the Missions.

Train hard, think positive, fight easy.

LSP

Problem? Solution #LukeyaStyle

Here at Team LSP, we like to think of ourselves as Solutions Providers. That's why we support Baltimore's recent Light Rail Initiative (LRI).

Let's have more and better trains!

Carry on,

LSP

Baltimore's New Mayor?

Perhaps all is not lost. Are we looking at the next Mayor of Baltimore? The current one is clearly useless.

More, please.

LSP

America, We Have A Problem

If anyone doubts that America has a serious problem in any one of its many urban hellholes, they should look at Baltimore.

The only question is where next. Detroit, Chicago, DC, Gary, LA, St. Louis, New York, Philadelphia? The list goes on.

In the meanwhile, the National Guard has deployed to Baltimore's Inner Harbor and elsewhere in the city. So if the purpose of yesterday's looting, arson and rioting was less aggressive policing, I'd say it scored an own goal.

You can read Freddy Gray's rap sheet here as you ponder Matt Drudge: "The country could fall."

Maybe it won't.

LSP

Cooking, With LSP

You can't cook with LSP, you mutter, darkly. Ah, but you can, and this is how it's done. Get a rifle, maybe a .270, a 30-06, or a .303, even a 5.56 will do, whatever, and go out and shoot a ferocious hog. Smaller is better.

Paint the Deck, LSP

Turn the vicious tusker into spicy sausage. That done, slice up the meat into patties and put it in a frying pan. Smile contentedly as you dial up the heat, and watch that sausage fry, filling your house with the delicious smell of sizzling wild pig.

Serve it up with eggs, any style you like, and mushrooms, or with nothing at all, there's no rule. Then say grace and eat your meal like a warrior.

And that's cooking, with...

LSP

Lebyterians Run Amok

The Lesbyterian branch of Big Gay is running amok in America, suing Christian businesses for refusing to make gay cakes and pizza.

Aaron and Melissa Klein of Sweet Cakes by Melissa were sued by Lesbyterian activists, Rachel and Laurel Bowman-Cryer, for refusing to bake them a gay wedding cake in 2013. Last Friday, an Oregon judge awarded the Lesbyterians $135,000 for "emotional distress," effectively bankrupting the Kleins, who were forced to close their business and have to pay the fine out of personal funds.

Nice Ball Cap, Rachel

Rachel and Laurel cited 88 examples of "emotional distress", including:

“acute loss of confidence,” “doubt,” “excessive sleep,” “felt mentally raped, dirty and shameful,” “high blood pressure,” “impaired digestion,” “loss of appetite,” “migraine headaches,” “pale and sick at home after work,” “resumption of smoking habit,” “shock” “stunned,” “surprise,” “uncertainty,” “weight gain” and “worry.”

Weight Gain, Laurel?

Who knows, maybe they felt so emotionally hurt that they've had to start wearing cargo shorts and ball caps. In the meanwhile, the Kleins won't have the money to pay their mortgage or feed their children, they're ruined. So much for emotional distress.

Burner

Earlier this month, an out of control Lesbyterian threatened to burn down Memories Pizza, in Indiana, for refusing to cater a gay wedding. Memories was forced to shut down for 8 days but has since reopened, unlike Sweet Cakes in Oregon, which is shut for good.

The Oregon ruling sends a powerful message to American Christians. Holding a Biblical, and up until now normative view of human sexuality, is discriminatory and punishable when deployed in the public square. At least in Oregon.

How much longer will we have to wait before the view itself is illegal thought crime?

Maybe never, because Big Gay is all about tolerance and inclusion and the rainbow colored fist of stainless steel liberal fascism.

I stand against that.

LSP