Never Forget

 

Via 45:

On this National Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day, we recall the phrase “Remember Pearl Harbor,” which stirred the fighting spirit within the hearts of the more than 16 million Americans who courageously served in World War II. Over 400,000 gave their lives in the global conflict that began, for our Nation, on that fateful Sunday morning. Today, we memorialize all those lost on December 7, 1941, declare once again that our Nation will never forget these valiant heroes, and resolve as firmly as ever that their memory and spirit will survive for as long as our Nation endures.

Amen to that,

LSP

Women in the Military?

 

Some say women in the military is wrong, shouldn't happen. Are you sure? Not so fast, punters. Here at the Compound we love the fact that Melania's Colonel of the Dallas Light Cavalry (DLC). Walk, trot, canter, CHARGE.

Look, a Colonel.

And another.

Loyal and Ride on,

LSP

Black Watch

Well done, boys, and yes, we SCORN the Left at the Compound.

Cheers,

LSP

Horse Latitudes

 

A few years back, when the young 'uns were younger than they are today, a kind churchman let us loose on some of his horses. I say loose, we were confined to an arena and, for the kids, a round pen.

Big fun and such a pleasure to ride such well trained animals. Of course my two sons loved it, with the youngest sitting like a Buddha and the eldest, now in Korea, galloping about like a trooper. Fearless, you see.

I ran my horse around the barrels too, though I was told not to. He was, I discovered afterwards, a champ barrel horse with a habit of throwing unwary riders, and I felt foolish. Still, what a lot of fun.

There's something about riding which gets you right down to earth, hopefully not in a painful way. And I know many of you have forgotten more about this kind of thing than I'll ever know. But still, big fun and good for the kids. 

Imagine how important it was for them to break away from computerized serfdom and get out and ride. And you can see, they liked it.

Your Old Friend,

LSP

Get Back on the Horse?

This catchy infovideo makes me want to go riding. It's a great feeling, running out under the big Texan sky and not bad by moonlight either. But you think twice after 3 screws in the upper femur, and when all the ready to hand horses are half-broke to ride.

OK, you can always go slow and safe and walk your ill-trained equine pal around a round pen for as long as you like until you get bored. Alright, nothing wrong with that, but I like to go fast, as fast as you like and then some.

That in mind, Wisdom says "don't get on the horse or you'll break another bone, you old fool." Adventure says "don't be a pathetic wimp, ride on and devil take the hindmost."

I'm inclined towards Adventure, with this caveat. Do some boring round pen work first, get the horse worked out and riding skills dusted off. Then go for the run. Does that make sense?

Ride on,

LSP

St. Francis Xavier

 

It's the Feast of St. Francis Xavier today and we marked it by a Mass and some wine and cheese in the church hall afterwards. Such is life and I'm not complaining.

Xavier, in case you didn't know, was a friend of St. Ignatius Loyola and a founding father Jesuit Order. You know, back in the days when the Jesuits burned with fidelity to the Gospel and the Church, the 1500s.

Not content with teaching philosophy at Paris, Xavier sailed to Southern India where he worked tirelessly as a missionary. Conservative estimates say he baptized 30,000 people, others say 100,000, and the churches he founded survive to this day.

Xavier was revered as a saint in his own day because of his remarkable holiness and many miracles. Not least healing, exorcism, and raising the dead. Scoff, if you like, but remember the churches he founded still exist, and, if you're a Christian, never discount Divine Power.

If you do, consider this. When and if you go against God you will be relentlessly destroyed, like Debenhams in the UK. Do not choose that route.

LSP

Back The Blue

 

We back the Blue at the Compound, there's no talk here of cutting budgets and reallocating funds away from Blue towards, say, LGTBQI interpretive dance troupes and COVID compliant trans bathrooms.

No, we're firmly behind our brave protector, which is good, because if we weren't he'd run off. Then crime would soar, people would move out, the tax base would be gutted, and lo and behold, the Compound turns into a ghetto slum. Like St. Louis, Detroit or any one of our numerous urban, Democrat run hellholes.

In the meanwhile, a gang of millionaires backed by billionaires are trying to tell you they won an election because if the steal's big enough, you, the ignorant serf, won't notice.

I ran this by the Blue and he barked for a "treat." Entitlement? I suspect my dog of being a dangerous 5th Columnist. Pitchforks and Nooses down the Mall, please.

Your Friend,

LSP

GL - This One's For You

 

States rights, and a song.

We won't give up.

Cheers,

LSP

Cannibals

 

Per Adrienne, did you know that some vaccines contain aborted fetal cells, in particular from the female kidney? Granted, vaccines are developed over time and laboratory process, but the origin remains the same.

Is it ethical to use these cells? I'd argue it's not dissimilar to cannibalism. Think about it, injecting yourself with the tissue of a dead baby, for your "well being."

Rock on, Soylent Green,

LSP

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