You Dirty Little Savage

It's great owning an outrage of deadly weaponry, no doubt about it, but you've got to clean the beasts or they won't work. 

Much like USGOV itself and the lying, corrupt, pugnacious mainstream media,  they're not self-cleaning, so you've got to do it yourself.

The deadly black rifles' bolts are especially annoying because they get especially filthy and no, there isn't a special tax redistributing other people's money your way to do the job; it's DIY. Still, there's a value in that as opposed to mindlessly relying on entitlements paid for by somebody else.

 Task complete, sit back and enjoy the spectacle of clean, ready to go firearms safe in the knowledge that when our enemy the Weather strikes, we can always shoot it.

Of course these guns would be illegal in England, where you're not allowed to protect yourself because it's safer that way. Unless you're a politician.

Speaking of which, Hillary's been quiet lately, unlike Oprah. Please someone, anyone, lock them up.

Gun rights,

LSP

On The Road On The Gun

The rig hummed along, thank you very much after a fortune spent at the aptly named "shop," and all was well with rural Texas as I drove to visit a sick cowboy. We talked about liturgy and society at the ranch as well as the Holy Cross Fathers.

Their erstwhile supremo married a nun who'd got herself into trouble for witchcraft in Africa, Una Kroll. Una went on to champion womyn priests and died last year. I don't know if she remained married to the former monk. 

After anointing my friend I drove to Waco. "What you going there for?" he asked, hopefully recovering his spirits. "To get some things for my new gun," I replied, quick as you like and then some, "It's a 7.62 battle rifle."

Fun Guns on Franklin supplied the deficit along with the extra bonus of late '70s music on the store jukebox. Go ahead, shop for AR15 barrels, Magpul accessories and all things weaponry while listening to the Clash.

"I say," I asked a youthful shop assistant, "Are you the only deadly assault rifle store in town that plays Machine Gun Etiquette and God Save The Queen on some kind of loop?" The pleasant young man looked embarrassed, made a needless excuse and took all my money. Thanks a lot, Malcolm  so-called McLaren.

Wallet several pounds lighter I headed for home and a kid who wants to enlist. He's at the gym now working out and he'll have to if he's going to lift the new rifle. So will I.

Gun rights,

LSP

Melania Mondays!

Here at the Compound we know that Mondays aren't always easy. For many it means a return to cubicleland and mind jarring commutes. But we're delighted to lighten the load with yet another episode of Melania Mondays!, giving you an uplifting excursion into the life of America's popular and glamorous First Lady.

Melania hasn't been idle, far from it. Apart from going to Mass, caring for children, reversing damage done by the unattractive Obamas to the White House and beautifully representing America abroad, she's been beating back members of the sly, corrupt, venal, lying, salacious, elite mainstream media. Such as Michael Wolff.

Following wild claims in Wolff's recent book, Fire and Fury,  that Melania cried when her husband was elected President and that their marriage was a sham due to Trump's "chronic infidelity," the First Lady's Communications Director, Stephanie Grisham, fired back.

"The book is a work of fiction. It is a long-form tabloid that peddles false statements and total fabrications about Mrs. Trump. In short, it's irresponsible and yet another 'journalist' looking to profit off the Trump family and this administration," said Grisham to CNN.

America's First Lady is well known for her compassion but seriously, so-called Wolff, do you think it's wise to cross this woman? Go ask the Daily Mail.

In the meanwhile, thank you, Melania, for doing your part to make America great again. And oh, lest we forget, you can get Wolff's book here, for free. Thanks, Wikileaks.

MAGA,

LSP

Epiphany

You may have missed it in your rush to buy Bitcoin but today's the Feast of the Epiphany and the manifestation of Christ to the Gentiles. I like this:

THE Magi took the lids from their urns and unfastened their caskets, when they presented the symbols of universal homage to our infant prince. But when a woman came to anoint the king in his royal city, she shattered her alabaster jar, that she might pour the precious spikenard on his head. There was a sympathy between her action and the approaching Passion: the perfume of man’s homage could not be offered to God, without breaking the veined alabaster, the body of the Son of Man. Our incense may rise, like that of the Magi, from unbroken vessels, if we present our bodies a living sacrifice. Yet a living sacrifice is also a sacrifice, and is made so by some participation in the shattering of the vase. Christ, sacrificing himself, joins us with him in sacrificing him; Christ, sacrificing himself, sacrifices us, for he has made us parts of him. We come to offer our homage to Christ, but his star has brought us, and the breaking of his mortal vase has furnished all the perfume of our offering.

                                                                                  The Crown of the Year, Austin Farrer.

Elf

With that in mind, it's only fair to say that several members of this popular information brokerage have also had epiphanies. Viz. Justin Welby is not so much an Archbishop as  a Comedy House Elf. 

There's no need to get into Mantis People, that's a different post.

Quo Vadis,

LSP

Cold Fusion

It's Twelfth Night and the end of the Christmastide so it's only natural to pause in your reveling and reflect on Cold Fusion (CF). You know, the elusive holy grail of nuclear fusion occurring at or around room temperature. How does this happen?

When hydrogen atoms are infused into various metals, such as nickel and palladium. In the resulting LENR (Low Energy Nuclear Reaction) more heat is produced than went into the reaction in the first place and it's relatively safe.

CF produces slow moving neurons which don't create ionizing radiation or radioactive waste and its ingredients are plentiful and inexpensive. Excellent, a clean, cheap source of abundant power; no wonder an experimental reactor, ITER, is being built in Europe. But there's a twofold catch. 

Limitless non-polluting energy means no climate changing gasses from burning fossil fuels and that's a disaster because it means no more carbon tax, no more excuse to tax the weather. Oh dear, there goes that income stream. Then there's the Moslems. 

With Cold Fusion safely underway, we wouldn't have to rely on the meteorite worshipers for oil. Bad day for Saudi Arabia and the Clinton Foundation! Happy day for all those who resent being enslaved by primitive savage Mohammedans.

Quite a conundrum. Cold Fusion's obviously racist and climate denying; it also takes more energy to produce than it creates, unless Rossi's E-Cat's to be believed. 

So in the meanwhile, here's what we recommend at the Compound. Drill, drill, drill ANWR.

Energy independence forever,

LSP

Shoot

Do your guns still work, for that matter, do you still know how to use them? There's one sure fire way to find out, go shooting and that's exactly what we did.

An AR15 performed flawlessly, putting rounds down range like a proper little heater, likewise a Glock 21. Well done, Austrians, you've produced a good 'un.

Speaking of pistols, I've noticed people have a tendency to shoot low with the Glock and some say that's because of the ergonomics of the grip. With that in mind I aimed slightly high and shot, ahem, slightly high. Excellent pistol and I always enjoy its explosive .45 ACP power.

We finished off with some .22 plinking against various threats including a bottle cap, someone's discarded Coors Lite can and our ancient enemy, unicorns.

It's argued that unicorns are harmless, mythical, noble creatures. We disagree, they're a right menace, just look what they've done to San Francisco and Austin. And the moral of the story?

Shooting is great, so get out in the fresh air and do it more often.

Gun rights,

LSP

Hillary's House On Fire!

Hillary Clinton's multi-million dollar socialist home in Chappaqua caught fire. Check out the infovideo:

Is Satan destroying its failed presidential toy?

You be the judge,

LSP

Patriarchal Wisdom

Listen up, you heathen. Here's the Patriarch of Constantinople dispensing incarnational Christmas wisdom.

Neither the tragic experience of violence and reduction of the human person, nor the proclamation of noble ideals have prevented the continuation of aggression and war, the exaltation of power and the exploitation of one another. Nor again have the domination of technology, the extraordinary achievements of science, and economic progress brought social justice and the peace that we so desire. Instead, in our time, the indulgence of the affluent has increased and globalization is destroying the conditions of social cohesion and harmony...

In the Church, we experience freedom through Christ, in Christ and with Christ. And the very summit of this freedom is the place of love, which “does not seek its own” but “derives from a pure heart.” Whoever depends on himself, seeks his own will, and is self-sufficient—whoever pursues deification by himself and congratulates himself—only revolves around himself and his individual self-love and self-gratification; such a person only sees others as a suppression of individual freedom. Whereas freedom in Christ is always oriented to one’s neighbor, always directed toward the other, always speaks the truth in love. The aim of the believer is not to assert his or her rights, but rather “to follow and fulfill the rights of Christ” in a spirit of humility and thanksgiving.

This truth about the life in Christ, about freedom as love and love as freedom, is the cornerstone and assurance for the future of humankind. When we build on this inspired ethos, we are able to confront the great challenges of our world, which threaten not only our well-being but our very survival.

The truth about the “God-man” is the response to the contemporary “man-god” and proof of our eternal destination proclaimed by the Holy and Great Council of the Orthodox Church (Crete, 2016): “The Orthodox Church sets against the ‘man-god’ of the contemporary world the ‘God-man’ as the ultimate measure of all things. “We do not speak of a man who has been deified, but of God who has become man.” The Church reveals the saving truth of the God-man and His body, the Church, as the locus and mode of life in freedom, “speaking the truth in love,” and as participation even now on earth in the life of the resurrected Christ.”

The truth about the "God-man" is the response to the contemporary "man-god" and proof of our eternal destination... Outstanding and you can read the whole thing here. 

As a parting shot, what does the Patriarch's "man-god" look like? Hint, it likes to ride a unicorn en lieu of an eyes wide shut, Rothschild supplied driver but don't ask Welby, he doesn't know.

God bless,

LSP

You Miserable Offender

Have a look at this miserable orange offender; here's a closeup of the little beast.

It came on yesterday, signifying a "cylinder 6 misfire."

Everywhere Else Was Shut Or Booked

Spark plug, coil or something else? Let's see.

Stay, ahem, tuned and pray that all those sealed indictments mean LOCK HER UP.

God bless,

LSP

Happy New Year MAGA!

Here it is, New Years and it's only natural to count the blessings of the past year, such as criminal Hillary not being the President. Check out this video, thanks to Adrienne, and see if you agree.

Watch to the end and notice the irenic tone of the infovid; resist the temptation to "school" our loser Hillaryite friends and "heal" instead.

Perhaps this famous Trump election night anthem will help the process as we move into 2018.

Dance on and death to the Illuminati NWO elite.

Happy New Year!

MAGA,

LSP

New Years Eve Ice Age Eschaton

Thanks a lot, so-called General "Flynn," if that's your real name, which we doubt. Thanks to you and the Russians we're entering a new Ice Age and no, this isn't Oymyakon, it's rural Texas and there's ice on the rig.

In fact there's snow, drifting wildly against Blue Icebreaker's leash on the front office porch. I know, it's badly in need of paint and that should have happened by now; who knows, maybe it'll all be over by Spring. In the meanwhile, c'mon, Lupe, finish the job.

Ice, paint and snow aside, there's a roast in the oven and Yorkshire Pudding batter chilling in the fridge. Our plan is to eat like warriors. But in the meanwhile, where's that good old Global Warming?

Have a blessed and happy New Year.

Rave on,

LSP

Farmers Markets? Pack Up And Go, Racists

Just when you thought it was safe to buy some farm fresh tomatoes, free of the chains of Big Food, you're brought up short. You see, farmers markets are racist. We know this thanks to two San Diego State University profs.

Farmers markets, say the brainy professors, are "white spaces where the food consumption habits of white people are normalized.”

See? You thought you were simply buying fruit and veg in an effort to bypass the massive food conglomerates and encourage local produce. But no, you were just encouraging "whiteness." You can check out the San Diego buffoons on Campus Reform.

While you're at it, don't forget the ivory towers of Brown and its latest fauxcahontas initiative. Race, readers, is as fluid as gender itself. Just ask Rachel Dolezal or, for that matter, the curiously named Brown.

From left to right, Rachel Dolezal, Rachel Dolezal

It costs somewhere in the region of $67k a year to attend Brown. Rachel Dolezal, who is white but became brown, didn't go to school there, oddly. 

Make of that what you will,

LSP