This video's banned in Canada, apparently, which seems a bit racist to me, but whatever, here it is:
Saturday, November 28, 2020
Gay Wedding Advice
Friday, November 27, 2020
Black Friday
Why is it called "Black Friday"? I don't know, perhaps because everyone goes out and buys lots of made in China black plastic.
Speaking of which, who'd have an interest in a viral scare which closes small businesses but somehow keeps big, giant, mega stores open. Don't say Walmart, Amazon and Big Box Inc., after all, it's not as though they have some weird kind of financial influence over anything.
That in mind, I boycotted our Corporate Communist Overlords today and went to a small shop for a bottle of wine. I like the guys that run it and the wine they sell, a far better selection than anything you'd get at, say, the nearest Tom Thumb.
In other news, the Left is furious that SCOTUS overturned Cuomo's new edict restricting attendance at religious services. Freedom of worship isn't freedom, according to the ACLU. Cuomo, who hasn't told giant supermarket chains to limit the number of their customers, has told the world that SCOTUS' ruling has no "practical effect." And that's just it.
Imagine, if you can, an America in which the results of a massively fraudulent election were brought before the Supreme Court, which overturned the election after evidence of industrial scale vote rigging. At which point the guilty parties follow Cuomo's lead and say, so what. What happens then?
I'm not a gambling man, but I'll wager the ageing but still vicious monkey that things might get... messy.
Your Pal,
LSP
Thursday, November 26, 2020
The Roast Beef Of Olde Texas
We didn't go for turkey this year at the Dallas Collective, we went for beef, a rib roast, the roast beef of Olde Texas. And yes, it was delicious.
Happy Thanksgiving Comrades!
Happy Thanksgiving, Comrades. Here at the Dallas collective we've seized the means of production.
The table is set.
Wednesday, November 25, 2020
Follow The Science
Compelling, eh? Check out this science.
Tuesday, November 24, 2020
Behold Your Rulers
There you are, the quasi nephew of Nancy Pelosi, friend of the Gottis, owner of vinyards and the Governor of California to boot. You've got it made. So whaddya do? Head to the French Laundry for a rarified meal with Big Pharma lobbyists while locking your state down. And all in the name of socialism, of sticking it to the Man.
Well, nothing says Anarcho-Marxism quite so much as the Laundry's menu. Go on, have a look:
Degenerate? No, Mmmmm. Yum. Food for people that don't need to eat, and guess what, it's really cheap, coming in at around 40 bucks an entrée. Such value, and don't even think of computing Newsom's champagne bill.
Like... wow. Right at the time you've destroyed local businesses, restaurants included, with a lockdown order. Could it be that your friends are fixing to buy the dead properties for pennies on the dollar?
This is what we mean by Millionaire Socialism, rampant, blatant, corrupt, in your face hypocrisy masquerading as care for the poor and oppressed. But ask yourself, who's making money out of this?
Amazon, Walmart, Big Box Inc. etc, and Pharma profits have soared in the past year, while small business have been ground under. And guess what, the Left applauds this or more to the point ignores it, in a stunning fit of willful ignorance and denial.
That Trump, of all people, should have reinvented the GOP into the party of the working class is bizarrely miraculous. That the Left should become the party of elitist, corporate, corrupt, French Laundry snobs is equally strange.
I know which side I'm against.
Mirabile dictu,
LSP
Monday, November 23, 2020
Evening at the Compound
Life at the Compound is good, we can't complain.
But listen to the RHSM.
Or not, at your peril.
Grilling is Great
While everyone's cleaning weapons, loading mags and running blockades into California, I took time off to fire up the grill. That's right, a charcoal-fired Weber. Objective? Delicious chicken. Here's one way to do it.
Brush chicken thighs with olive oil and salt and cracked pepper. Or, if you want, some kind of dry rub. I wasn't going to go down the rub route, preferring the elegant simplicity of oil, salt and pepper, but that changed. Adventure began and on went the rub. But hey, that's just me, there's no rule.
Then, and UK readers take note, apply the thighs to direct heat for a sear, about two minutes a side, and then remove to indirect heat for around forty minutes with the lid on the grill. Again, UK, pay attention, indirect heat. This means heaping your coals to one side of the grill (direct heat) and leaving the other side empty (indirect heat). Picture it, Brits, one half of the grill is super hot, the other half isn't, more like an oven.
This established, remove the seared thighs to indirect heat, cover the grill and let the whole thing sit for around forty minutes. At the end of which, remove the thighs, transfer to a plate, rest for a five minutes and then...
Fall on your scoff like a warrior,
LSP
Sunday, November 22, 2020
So What Next?
OK, we've all had a good morning celebrating the sovereignty of Christ, well done, and fresh from that we look to the future. Dangerous, I know, because it hasn't happened yet. Still, and with all gospel charity, what's the score? Here's a couple of scenarios:
If Trump's legal team is right and can prove their case, then the lid's blown off the electoral crime of the century, we move into 12th Amendment territory and the election goes to 45. Deep State Uniparty corruption is exposed and fights back with shrieks of rage, Dem cities explode. Minneapolis-style but on a far bigger scale. That's one timeline, and the second's like unto it.
Everyone just rolls over and dies in the face of either party winning. You know, hey, just get over it and get on with life as best you can, like an obedient serf.
For what it's worth, I don't see option three playing out, people are too politicized and the stakes, at this point, are too high. The evil, corrupt, cheating, deceitful, elitist donkeys can't lose or they hang. 45's people, I don't say the GOP, can't lose either. If they do, there goes the Republic they say they love.
Where does this leave us, with civil war? Possibly, but perhaps naively I don't see the Forces or LE getting into an internicene gunfight. Like what, Hell on Wheels is going to go against Big Red One? No.
That said, we can imagine balkanization. Wayne County, Detroit, sets up on its own along with Philly and other centers of excellence. Same on the other side. The Union and Federal power breaks down.
If that plays out we begin to enter the world of Late Antiquity. The center cannot hold and rival millionaires and their armies vie for power.
But what do I know, just a simple country parson.
Thoughts?
LSP
Saturday, November 21, 2020
Up All Night For You
In the meanwhile, the thing plays out on the national stage with a blizzard of litigation, claim and counter claim. Will Light triumph over Darkness, Good over Evil? Have confidence for sure, but perhaps you feel like this?
Christ The King
We celebrate the Feast of Christ the King tomorrow. What does that look like?
Kyle Rittenhouse Free on Bail
Kyle's finally out on bail, so it seems appropriate to repost this helpful infovideo: