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Feelz good, man,

LSP

Famous British Psychic Speaks To Biden's Dogs

Famous Brit celebrity psychic Beth-Lee Crowther claims she contacted Joe Biden's dogs, with her mind. According to the UK's top pet mind reader, Biden's two dogs Champ and Major are excited about kenneling up at the White House.

"They do know about it," stated Crowther in the UK's Metro newspaper, "they are very excited. They are rescue dogs with huge personalities and they do show me that Joe is a very empathetic person and that he will be a President that we have never seen before." What smart dogs. Some might say psychic.

Psychic Rescue Dogs - Champ and Major

In related news, Joe Biden, the 78 year old almost octogenarian presidential hopeful slipped, fell, and hurt his ankle on Saturday while "playing with his dog." 

Biden is NOT Urfa Man

Playing with his dog. You might want to hire some extra security, Joe. After all, it's not as though anyone else has anything to gain; that'd be corrupt and fraudulent, right? And as we all know, that's impossible here in the US. 

Kamala Harris is Not a Demon

Your Friend,

LSP

A Short Advent Sermon

 

You're perhaps staring in baffled, slack-jawed consternation as our country descends into banana republicdom, with all the risks therein. Or maybe you're wondering why Texas is wet and freezing, like Aberystwyth in July.

Whatever the case, here's something different, a sermon for the first Sunday of Advent in the form of the season's governing Collect:

ALMIGHTY God, give us grace that we may cast away the works of darkness, and put upon us the armour of light, now in the time of this mortal life, in which thy Son Jesus Christ came to visit us in great humility; that in the last day, when he shall come again in his glorious majesty to judge both the quick and the dead, we may rise to the life immortal, through him who liveth and reigneth with thee and the Holy Ghost, now and ever. Amen.

And for all those who like to say the Divine Office from the 1928 Book of Common Prayer, and even for those who don't, here's a link. 

Say your prayers, kids, and sanctify the day. It's important.

God bless,

LSP

WTF's Going on in the UK?

 

Riots, apparently, or something very like it as thousands of people marched in London today to protest the loathed floppy haired Fuhrer's new lockdown, cunningly described in terms of "tiers." Stay in your tier, serf, and don't even dream of leaving your home or we'll send you to a reeducation camp.

Seriously, a year into this thing and and you're shutting the country down and putting people under house arrest all because of a virus that kills maybe 0.1% of the people it infects? Really? As we reflect on this remarkable feat of apparent charity, it's all for your own good, ask yourself who's making money out of it.

Not small businesses, that's for sure. What about Amazon, Tesco, Aldi, and all the rest of Big Box Inc. They're coining it. Surely that's a total coincidence. 

Whatever, plenty of Brits don't seem too happy with the arrangement. Except the police. Weird, isn't it, how the Met kneel before BLM and XR but go full Stasi on Patriots or even anti-lockdowners. Some say, and they're doubtless Fascists, that there's a two-tier policing system in England.

Serious question. Are the Left and their globalist, NWO Overlords talking to one another across both sides of the Atlantic to produce the same effect, and to what end? Sure seems that way, but in the meanwhile the people might call a pause, if not an utter halt. 

Let's see England rise up against Corporate Marxist big money, and Etonian, croneyist totalitarianism. Same here in the States, though the stakes are far higher, the fortune much larger and the fate of the West hangs upon it.

In the meanwhile, we have the idiocy of police persons kneeling in front of radical Marxists and going Brownshirt Bolshevik on people who love their country and, ironically love the police. For how much longer?

Your Old Friend,

LSP

Gay Wedding Advice

This video's banned in Canada, apparently, which seems a bit racist to me, but whatever, here it is:

"Whaddawe throw? Couscous, skittles?" Well there's genius and there's genius.

Over the Rainbow,

LSP

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 

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.

The Left, I've discovered, hates Thanksgiving and attempts to rebrand it with snappy new titles like "Friendsgiving" and "UnThanksgving." That'll catch on. "Hey man, wanna come over to my place for Friendsgiving?" Awkward silence, then, "What? Why did you masculine profile me? Like, WTAF? And anyway, it's 'UnThanksgiving, Nazi.'"

Blue Menshevik agreed and accused us of being "white patriarchal oppressors," wedded to "hate food." He/Xe didn't get any beef. As ye reap, so shall ye sow, dog.

God bless,

LSP

Happy Thanksgiving Comrades!

Happy Thanksgiving, Comrades. Here at the Dallas collective we've seized the means of production.

The table is set.

And Blue Octoberist is ready for action.

Have a great Thanksgiving!

LSP

Follow The Science

Are you old enough to remember the catchy if smug election slogan follow the science? Here at the Compound we're all about science and discovered some startling scientific facts.

This is a woman. Science.

And this is an honest politician. Go on, ask Science.

Look, this isn't a baby. Thanks, Science.

And hey, here's a free and fair election, with no cheating, courtesy Science.

Compelling, eh? Check out this science.

Good old Science,

LSP

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

Evening at the Compound

Life at the Compound is good, we can't complain.

(RHSM on left)

But listen to the RHSM.

Or not, at your peril.

General Mudd aka USGOV

In the meanwhile, do you feel our governance is a General Mudd style fraudulent scam? Cheered on by useful bots celebrating their captivity as a corrupt crew of corporate conmen, a professional, political, sociopath elite seize control of the West? Perversely in the guise of healthcare; and of course you know the euphemism: "women's healthcare" = death and killing babies in the womb.

The demons are waxing strong, right about now. Remember this, their days are numbered and their defeat assured.

Cheers,

LSP

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