White Privilege

White privilege is great but it can get a little rusty, so I pulled the chairs off of the porch, gave 'em a quick sanding, and resprayed.

Word to the wise. Don't be fooled by cheaper sprays, they don't cover as much and the result's not as good. Use Rustoleum High Performance enamel, or something like it. Only costs a buck or two more and worth every penny.

Blue Stonewall Jackson wasn't interested in checking his privilege. No, he was all about defending it from squirrels, birds and potential protesters. He likes his privilege and wants to keep it. I often remind him that he's black and white but he foolishly ignores this, being a dog.

After a couple of hours the chairs of privilege were ready to go back on the porch, a job well done. Next step? Paint the deck, and that's tomorrow's project. For now, it's time to grill, and where's my Julep?!?

General Lee forever,

LSP

Mombassa Welcome

Your Friend,

LSP

Burn Loot Murder

This is the Reverend Al Sharpton eulogizing the martyr saint George Floyd. Note Sharpton's sinister black latex gloves, the angel wings growing from Floyd's back, and the halo hovering above his head.

Angel wings and halo, a fitting tribute to a man who robbed pregnant women at gunpoint, speedballed and got it on with counterfeiters. What an angel, let's see how far that goes with the general populace.

Whatever, Black Lives Matter is going full throttle in support of their sadly deceased martyr. Read this, from their website:

We make space for transgender brothers and sisters to participate and lead.

We are self-reflexive and do the work required to dismantle cisgender privilege and uplift Black trans folk, especially Black trans women who continue to be disproportionately impacted by trans-antagonistic violence.

We build a space that affirms Black women and is free from sexism, misogyny, and environments in which men are centered.

We practice empathy. We engage comrades with the intent to learn about and connect with their contexts.

We make our spaces family-friendly and enable parents to fully participate with their children. We dismantle the patriarchal practice that requires mothers to work “double shifts” so that they can mother in private even as they participate in public justice work.

We disrupt the Western-prescribed nuclear family structure requirement by supporting each other as extended families and “villages” that collectively care for one another, especially our children, to the degree that mothers, parents, and children are comfortable.

We foster a queer‐affirming network. When we gather, we do so with the intention of freeing ourselves from the tight grip of heteronormative thinking, or rather, the belief that all in the world are heterosexual (unless s/he or they disclose otherwise).

We cultivate an intergenerational and communal network free from ageism. We believe that all people, regardless of age, show up with the capacity to lead and learn.

We embody and practice justice, liberation, and peace in our engagements with one another.

Wow, saddle up the rainbow pony. You can imagine George Floyd repeating it all, like a Creed, before he went to bed at 5 am after staying up four nights and gettin' it on with the "bitches." 

I'm sick of this canting, fauxtrage hypocrisy. Google burn loot murder and see where it takes you.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Abolish The Police!

Abolish the police? A UK source, who wishes to remain anonymous for reasons of personal safety, replied:

I also hope it doesn't result in a similar scenario to the Liverpool (where else?) police strike of 1919. I remember hearing an interview in 1978 with a surviving  eye witness of what happened at the moment in 1919 when the hue and cry went up, 'THE SCUPPERS ARE OUT!'

This, you will understand, was not a reference to the sexual orientation of the constabulary but the signal  for society to promptly revert back to pre-Norman Conquest times in the space of  about 10 minutes.

Still, maybe in the future a replacement police force comprised of actors, pavement artists, vegan entrepreneurs, anti-homphobia outreach workers, bunny mothers, preforming mimes and 'social influencers' may do what's necessay.

More worryingly given the rise of AI, it could go another way entirely.... I have seen the 21st century both in 'Demolition Man' and 'Robocop'...

What a choice before you!

`Let the Nation decide'.

Let the nation decide, and so it will in November. For what it's worth, I predict a Trump landslide coz Americans are falling over themselves to call a gay vegan mime for help when their home's being burgled. C'mon guys, are you actively campaigning for Trump?

In the meanwhile, cops in Dem run cities need to go on strike. After all, why should you work for people who hate you and the job you do to keep them safe.

MAGA 2020,

LSP

To What God Do They Kneel?

Democrat leaders got on their knees today in the Capitol Building in a shameless, hypocritical attempt to buy black votes to show solidarity with blacks. Not everyone was amused, with one commentator blasting the virtue-signalling politicians for "treating blacks like children."

Excuse me, Democrats," ripped Obianuju Ekeocha on social media, "Don't treat Africans like we're children. These fabrics and these colorful things that we have within our culture and tradition, they all mean something to us. I know you look at us and you say, 'Oh, Africans are so cute in all of your colorful dresses.' Well, some of those dresses and patterns and colors and fabrics actually do mean something to us.

Well said, Obianuju, but here at the Compound we're all about theology and have to ask, what God are they praying to? Thanks to our hardworking techs in R&D we were able to filter out the white noise in the photo. The result's startling, here it is:

Yes, the demonic owl god of death, Mictlantecuhtli. You'll note, in passing, that all of the above politicians support abortion up to the point of birth.

The hunger of their god is insatiable.

Out Demons Out,

LSP

Feast of the Holy Trinity

Today's Trinity Sunday, so it's time to tear our gaze away from the two-bit Maoists  waging war on statues and everything else, and onto the nature of God. The true God who reveals himself to us as a trinity of persons in unity of substance.

I liked this excerpt from EL Mascall's Whatever Happened to the Human Mind?, via Domini Res Gestas:

 . . . the Trinity is not primarily a doctrine, any more than the incarnation is primarily a doctrine. There is a doctrine about the Trinity, as there are doctrines about many other facts of existence, but, if Christianity is true, the Trinity is not a doctrine; the Trinity is God. And the fact that God is Trinity—that in a profound and mysterious way there are three divine Persons, eternally united in one life of complete perfection and beatitude - is not a piece of gratuitous mystification, thrust by dictatorial clergymen down the throats of an unwilling, but helpless laity,  and therefore to be accepted, if at all, with reluctance and discontent. It is the secret of God’s most intimate life and being, into which in in his infinite love and generosity, he has admitted us, and it is therefore to be accepted with amazed and exultant gratitude.

The God whom the Christian Church proclaims is the fundamentally triune God, Father, Son, and Spirit, not a unitarian God to whom the trinitarian character is attached as a kind of secondary, or even optional and purely symbolical, appendage.

It is significant that the great ecumenical creed of Christendom cannot profess its belief in the One God without immediately identifying him with the Person of the Almighty Father, and going on from this to speak of the Son and the Spirit, who, while distinct as Persons, are consubstantial with him and derive their being from him.

If, then, the great tradition of Christendom is true, the personal God of unimaginable splendor, bliss, and love, upon whom the world and human beings depend for their existence from moment to moment, is not one solitary monad, but three Persons, united in one life of perfect mutual giving and receiving, a giving and receiving that is so complete that there is nothing to distinguish one from another except the ways in which each gives and receives; a life of sharing so perfect and intense that the most intimate of human unions bears only a remote and analogical comparison to it. And if we wish to acquire some faint understanding of the wonder and glory of the Christian God—who, we must remind ourselves, is the only God there is—we may well find the poets more helpful than the theologians. I have specially in mind Dante, in the final canto of the Divine Comedy, striving to put into words his vision of the triune Godhead, as it smote him in all its dazzling splendor, gathering into its one embrace all conceivable perfections and in its threefold mystery eternally flooding itself with love and satisfying in its mysterious unity every human desire:

That light doth so transform a man's whole bent
 That never to another sight or thought
Would he surrender, with his own consent:

For everything the will has ever sought
 Is gathered there, and there is every quest
Made perfect, which apart from it falls short.

Well said, Fr. Mascall!

In nomine,

LSP 

D Day Anniversary

We invaded Hilter's Europe 76 years ago on June 6 to free that continent from the scourge of Nazism. It was an act of heroic courage. Today, on the anniversary of D Day, leftists vandalized Churchill's statue in Whitehall, London. 

Evidently the leader of Britain's war effort against the NSDAP Hitlerites wasn't anti-fascist enough; bad on Churchill for not being a Year Zero, Pol Pot, Maoist revolutionary. But that's not all, the war on history continued with brave BLM race warriors defacing Lincoln's memorial too, I guess they forgot he freed the slaves.

In a sane society, we'd all be celebrating D Day, marking the event and remembering those who gave their lives for our freedom. Perhaps we'd do that with BBQs, parades, and church. But no, we're forced to watch the nihilist Left gyrate, gurn and destroy in yet another attempt to overthrow a duly elected president in the US, and everywhere the rule of law itself. 

I am beyond disgusted with the antics of these virtue-signalling, vote harvesting clowns and the savages they've enlisted. Enough is enough.

We didn't fight the last World War only to get enslaved by another crew of freedom hating, devil-driven-insane mountebanks, and their satanic stooges. 

Stand to and that is all, except to say...

#bringittohollywood,

LSP

Mad Mitch - A Moral

Do you remember Colonel "Mad Mitch" of the Southern & Argyll Highlanders? He retook Aden when he wasn't supposed to. The Left howled.

There's a moral here, if you care to draw it.

Stand firm and take the fight to the enemy.

LSP

Behold The Genius

Get #goBaldForBLM trending.

Then sit back and enjoy the show.

Well done, Team. Mission accomplished.

#skinheads

LSP

Defund The Police!

What Traffic Fascists

Yeah, right on, stick it to the Man! Because when there's no more police there'll be no more violence and we'll all be free! What utter, shameless, brazen drivel.

Behold The Drivel

No matter, LA, Minneapolis, et al are pushing hard for US cities to abolish the police. Coz then there'll be no moar injustice, just a beautiful Anarcho-Syndicalist revolution where, at last, persons of color can roam and loot freely. But what happens when there aren't any police, some kind of boogaloo?

Note Tactical Deck Shoes

Maybe so, people defend themselves, they "go roof," and who can blame them. The Left might want to think about that. Message to market -- we outgun you, at every level, cubed.

Playing The Most Dangerous Game Know To Mankind

Firepower aside aside, Satanists have taken to the streets demanding justice for the thug who beat a pregnant woman with his pistol and then robbed her. 

George Floyd, the saint, served a mere 5 years for this crime. And think, with no police he'd have served even less. Satanists rejoice, until you wake up and a demon's gnawing on your elbow.

Speaking of which, MPD, LAPD, NYPD and on, walk off the job and let the Democrats howl, they obviously don't want you. Go on, we dare you.

Your Friend,

LSP

Weapons Hot Or Not So Hot?

It's 11.30 pm in North Central South Dallas. 3 shots were just fired close to the house, and there's sporadic gunfire in the distance. Choppers constant. Probably some Mexicans celebrating Wednesday; this is, after all, south of the river. Whatever, weapons hot. Or are they?

Comsymps and self-loathing, bend-the-knee libs think they aren't. Get rid of guns and you'll get rid of violence and everywhere will be Sweden, a veritable Ikean utopia. Unless you're one of the Swedish women who's recovering from being raped by a military age, Moslem refugee. 

Sweden aside, what makes you think a disarmed populace has nothing to fear from criminals who notoriously don't obey the law? By the time those three shots are slamming into your house or a gang of joggaz are running at you with 2x4s it's too late, right?

Point being, you don't need to be armed until you do, and if you're at that point without a weapon it's pretty much too late.

That we've come to the point where I feel that it's necessary to guard my Mother's house with a gun(s) is abhorrent to me. But there it is, humanity's fallen and pretending otherwise doesn't cut it.

In the meanwhile, gunfire's stopped for now, chopper overwatch continues.

Weapons hot,

LSP

Gonna Go Roof?

As ACNA clergy wailed and wept over their racism and the Episcopal bishop figure of Washington DC raged about the President holding a Bible, I drove to Dallas to check on Ma LSP.

You may have heard that things have been a little unsettled in the metrosprawl lately, and while I wasn't expecting trouble it doesn't hurt to be prepared. That in mind, I called up the White Wolf Mine for tactical advice.

"Mr. Wolf?"

"Yes."

"This is LSP, calling from Dallas HQ. I know you're above the fray but what's the score?"

"Simple, you need to become an honorary Korean, an honorary Rooftop Korean."

We talked this over, what would it take, a special ceremony on the roof? Picture the scene. A brazier,  Korean BBQ, maybe some kimchi, but that comes after you've been sworn in and awarded a Seoul bandana. Then you're ready to go.

What you don't do is sally forth with a sword and fail to take out the invaders. "Hell, I'd have chopped them to pieces," said the Wolf, "Maybe I'd have used a pole axe or just a kukri, a kukri'd probably do it." I agreed and silently kicked myself for leaving the kukri back at the Compound.

Cold steel aside and a delicious dinner of grilled lamb chops later, all seemed peaceful enough, thank God. Then, round about 11.30 pm, the sound of choppers overhead grew to constant and sure enough, reports started coming in of a large crew of mutineers coming over the Margaret Hunt Bridge into South Dallas. Not too far away.

They found themselves boxed in and arrested by LE and the Guard who showed remarkable restraint; not one insurrectionist was thrown off the bridge into the Trinity. And that was that, no need to go roof. Let's see how tonight pans out. 

In the meanwhile, weapons hot. 

#BringItToHollywood

LSP