Thursday, June 14, 2018

Texas Heat



Look here, you lot. Thanks to our old enemy, the Weather, it's like an oven outside which makes it too hot to think. So here's a few infographics to aid the thought process.






The Left loves Islam, even though Islam wants to chop 
their heads off.






Anthony Bourdain was a leftist but was he about to go MAGA and cross the Clintons? Good question. Now he's dead.






Madonna's not dead and hasn't crossed the Clintons. Some say she's getting ready to run on an Alec Baldwin ticket for Dem VP. Don't say Illuminati Witch.

Try not to melt,

LSP

Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Open The Gate




Sure, open the gate but to what, hog hunting? That was the plan but it fell apart because we went out to catch Bluegill for dinner and couldn't stop.


First Catch Of The Day

H.E. pulled out the first, big as a dinner plate, thank you very much, and they kept on coming, one enormous, piranhalike predator after another. Outstanding fishing, with more than enough and to spare.


Some Old Fool With A Fish

By the time the beasts were filleted, beer batter deep-fried and eaten, delicious, the pig hunting moment had passed. Not to worry, there's plenty of time to get on the porcuswine  in another evolution.


Keepers, The Rest Went Back

The next day, as the fierce Texan sun rose in the morning sky and the rest of the team slumbered, it seemed right to try the waters again. 


Typical

First off, a few familiar perch and that was fine, good fun, but you feel the need to change it up. So I went topwater with a torpedo in search of Bass and BANG!


Ho, Ho, Ho! A Bass!

After a few minutes of patient, twitching retrieve, Bass were exploding onto the lure with piscine fury. Big fun but word to the wise. It's tempting, in the initial crash of the predator onto your lure, to try and set the hook. 


Fighter

Don't, you'll probably lose the fish. Instead, let the beast take the lure, dive down and the fight's yours.


Ferox

And so it was, I lost a couple and caught a couple. Great sport and I left that compound uplifted in mind, body and spirit. Next time we'll address the hog issue.




The moral of this exciting story? If you miss the hog, get on the fish.

Tight lines,

LSP

Trump-Kim Summit Analysis




Here at  the Compound we often feel that a picture's worth a thousand words.

Peace out,

LSP

Sunday, June 10, 2018

Catholic Restoration



Via Adrienne: Wake up and reclaim your culture.

Say Charles Martell.

Deus Vult,

LSP

Follow The Flag Catch The Fish



Orders are simple. RV (Rendezvous) with friendly forces at a 
secret location, deep in rural Texas. 



Then follow the flag.



And when you do, you catch fish.


There's a moral here, if you care to draw it. In other news, the Grand Commander's accused Canada's Suprema of being "weak" and "dishonest." Other's say there's a "special place in hell" for "backstabbers."





Don't say Little Potato,

LSP

Saturday, June 9, 2018

Little Davey



Here in the newsroom we hope you're as delighted with this infographic as we are.

That is all,

LSP

Sin Against The Holy Spirit



Please don't wag your heads and laugh us to scorn, all you Latin Mass and BCP trads, but here in the Missions we use the newfangled 1979 Lectionary. 

This means that Sunday's Gospel is from Mark, in which Christ is accused by the Scribes of a diabolical plot, of casting out devils by the power of the Ekronite demon, Baalzebul.

After exposing their absurdity, Jesus blasts his accusers with the unforgivable sin against the Holy Spirit. Why unforgivable? Because believing that Christ is satanic and rejecting the salvation offered through the Holy Spirit precludes repentance and with it, forgiveness itself.

John Paul II puts it clearly, in his Encyclical Dominum et Vivificantem:


Why is blasphemy against the Holy Spirit unforgivable? How should this blasphemy be understood? Saint Thomas Aquinas replies that it is a question of a sin that is 'unforgivable by its very nature, insofar as it excludes the elements through which the forgiveness of sin takes place' (ST 2b:14:3). According to such an exegesis, 'blasphemy' does not properly consist in offending against the Holy Spirit in words; it consists rather in the refusal to accept the salvation which God offers to man through the Holy Spirit, working through the power of the Cross. If man rejects the 'convincing concerning sin' which comes from the Holy Spirit and which has the power to save, he also rejects the 'coming' of the Counsellor...
If Jesus says that blasphemy against the Holy Spirit cannot be forgiven either in this life or in the next, it is because this 'non-forgiveness' is linked, as to its cause, to 'non-repentance', in other words to the radical refusal to be converted... Blasphemy against the Holy Spirit, then, is the sin committed by the person who claims to have a 'right' to persist in evil—in any sin at all...
[T]he Church constantly implores with the greatest fervor that there will be no increase in the world of the sin that the Gospel calls 'blasphemy against the Holy Spirit.' Rather, she prays that it will decrease in human souls" (Encyclical Letter Dominum et Vivificantem ["The Lord and Giver of Life"] 46-47).


Blasphemy against the Holy Spirit, then, is the sin committed by the person who claims to have a 'right' to persist in evil—in any sin at all. 

Well that's terrifyingly in the X Ring.

Ubi Petrus,

LSP

Friday, June 8, 2018

The Face Of The Anglican Communion




Thanks to Climate Change, it was cool and springlike this morning, a mere 23* and then BOOM, there it was, the Anglican Communion, parked outside of a Pick 'n Steal in asset stripped rural Texas.


No Driver

No one was driving this car, the driver's seat was empty, but the vehicle had a passenger. You could see it, grinning.




Look, I'm not saying the Worldwide Anglican Non Communion is a driverless yellow car carting about a crew of clowns to the nearest Pick 'n Steal, that's your call.


Turtle

After taking photos of the Anglican Communion, I went fishing. It was a bit slow, 6 catfish (one BIG), 1 large Bluegill, a bait Perch that nearly caught a Gar and a turtle. 


Little Fella

All went back to fight again another day.

God bless,

LSP

Thursday, June 7, 2018

Wednesday, June 6, 2018

Inspirational Tunes (warning, graphic)


Good work, boys. All hail Detroit.

Carry on,

LSP

Yet More Crazy Fishing And A Hogg



You don't know what the water has in store, maybe something, maybe nothing but today it was all frenzied action and pretty much every cast a fish. 




Fish after fish hit my complex, scientific setup; split shot, worm on a #2 baitholder, and 12 Lb test on a cheap Shakespeare Lite-Pro Ugly Stick. And here's the thing.




A light setup's practical because it's sensitive, it's also fun because even a small fish feels like a decent fight and the fight's half the deal. There you are, like Ahab, reeling in the mighty, ahem, Perch. No kidding, on a light rod even a small sunfish feels important.




But today's fish weren't that small. A Gar rose from the depths, snatched the bait and leaped into the air in thrashing, predatorial fury. Time and again, Catfish pounded into the hook, diving deep and strong, rod bent double, drag playing out and fight-on.




That played out for an hour or so before quieting down and an alt-redneck pal came by. "I hear you been tearin' it up!" I replied that I had and promptly caught a Perch and a small Catfish, quod erat, sort of thing.




In other exciting news, the young 'un shot a pig. GOOD WORK, kid. 

Tight Lines,

LSP