Rip It Up

 

Democrats are calling for non-partisan unity. Just like they called for it over the past four years of shrieking, canting, wailing, raging, tear it up in your face man politics. So we're supposed roll over and die?

Via LL:

We remember the women’s march the day after inauguration – marching for the right to kill their children.

We remember the 4 years of attacks and impeachments

We remember “not our president” and the “Resistance…”

We remember Maxine Walters telling followers to harass us in restaurants.

We remember the Presidents spokesperson being kicked out a restaurant.

We remember hundreds of Trump supporters physically attacked.

We remember Trump supporters getting Doxed, and fired from jobs.

We remember riots, and looting

We remember “a comedian” holding up the President’s severed head

We remember a play in Central park paid with public funding, showing the killing of President Trump

We remember Robert de Niro yelling “F” Trump” at the Tony’s and getting a standing ovation.

We remember Nancy Pelosi tearing up the State of the Union Address.

We remember the total in the tank move on the mainstream media

We remember the non-stop and live fact checking on our President and his supporters.

We remember non-stop in your face lies and open cover-ups from the media.

We remember the President and his staff being spied on.

We remember five Republican Senators shot on a ball field.

We remember every so-called comedy show turn into nothing but Trump hate fest.

We remember 95% negative coverage in the news.

We remember the state governors asking and getting everything they ask for and then blaming Trump for their problems.

We remember a Trump top aid verbally assaulted in two DC restaurants.

We remember people banging on the Supreme Court doors.

We remember that we were called every name in the book for supporting President Trump.

And isn’t it odd that the donkeys don’t expect that the same thing is likely to happen to them?

 

There's a storm brewing, and they brought it upon themselves.

LSP 

The Most Popular President Ever!

Behold the octogenarian face of the most popular presidential candidate in all of US history. 80 million votes! That's right, he won by a massive landslide, which is why all the down ticket votes went Red. What did Goebbels say, if a lie's big enough anyone'll believe it?

Then the jubilant President Almost Elect got attacked by one of his dogs, Major. Dogs don't like possessed people, they can feel the evil and fight against it. Now the remarkably popular presidential candidate has to wear a foot brace, a boot, as he hobbles to one pre-recorded meeting after another.

Planned Parenthood celebrates the incredible, historic, unprecedented popularity of the foot braced, dog attacked, octo presidential victor. Yes, he promises to make Moloch even richer. And who knows, maybe he'll send us to war again, plenty of cash in that.

Ask yourself, if you have the bandwidth, how the Creeper got rich to the tune of millions of dollars over the course of almost 50 years public service. Then explain that wealth in terms of socialism, Millionaire Socialism.

When you've achieved this not inconsiderable feat, stand back in awe at the sheer, luciferian genius of the thing. There you are, fat cat politicians waxing large off the fat of the land to the tune of massive mansions, houses you could never even dream of affording, right there on Martha's Marxist Vineyard:

"But look, we'll have transsexual toilets and open borders and the green New Deal will save the planet, because we're not Nazis!"

Wake up, idiots, and smell the fraud.

Your Friend,

LSP

You Don't Know What It's Like?

Note Wolf.

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