NASA Picks Space X For Moon Shot

 

Elon Musk's Space Exploration Technologies Corp, Space X, have won NASA's contract for developing a spaceship to take mankind to the Moon, again.

Musk celebrated the deal by posting a photo of a Space X rocket on the Moon. Zoom in on the astronauts at the bottom of the image and look at their furry faces. Space Shibes? 

Look Closely

The Peoples Currency is bizarrely hodling its own, I was ready for a plummet, at around .26 following a retracement from an all time high of over .40. Not bad, given this week's crypto exuberance and subsequent correction. But who knows how this Wild West Moonshot plays out. Stay tuned.

Ad Lunam,

LSP

UFO News

 

Thanks to our awesome Climate Czar, John "Wooden Top" Kerry, it's freezing in Texas today, so no fishing. All the more time, then, to check out the latest UFO news. And what news it is, featuring Pentagon confirmed footage of an unidentified flying pyramid.

The mysterious airborne pyramid was filmed by the crew of the USS Russell off the coast of California in 2019. Here it is:

Pentagon spokeswoman Susan Gough stated, "As we have said before, to maintain operations security and to avoid disclosing information that may be useful to potential adversaries, DOD does not discuss publicly the details of either the observations or the examinations of reported incursions into our training ranges or designated airspace, including those incursions initially designated as UAP." 

Other UFO sightings verified by the Pentagon include three unexplained craft filmed by a Navy pilot in 2019, near Naval Air Station Oceana in Virginia. Known as the Sphere, the Acorn and the Metallic Blimp, some speculate that the objects are balloons or foreign drones.

In related news, the US Navy holds patents on inventions that claim to change the "fabric of reality." Are these strange unexplained aerial phenomena off-world alien tech, visitors from another time or dimension, our own, or something else again?

Your call,

LSP

Space is Deep

Space is deep, a void we have to travel, said the Shiba, nonchalantly settling into the Captain's chair for a well deserved nap. I couldn't blame him, he'd run well. I checked co-pilot's instruments for course setting. Yes, we were on target, for the Moon and Mars.

Will we get there or disappear in smoke? Not a gambling man, but vote the former. In the meanwhile...

Better believe it,

LSP

Dog's in Space

 

Will everyone's favorite Shiba continue to soar today, go sideways, or turn around and run back home? Who knows, it's pretty crazy out there, in space. Stay tuned.

To the Moon,

LSP

Dog Run!

 

So how's Blue's pension fund performing, cryptically named 'LSP'? Good question. Short answer? Really well. DOGE$ surged to record highs this week, climbing from .07 to .20 at time of writing.

This week's astounding dog run started Tuesday after two months consolidation in .05 land rising to .07. Expert techs saw a bull pennant with breakout potential if the People's Crypto broke through resistance in the upper .07s, or something like that.

Lo and behold, it did. Ma LSP was resting upstairs after implant surgery in her upper jaw when I checked Shiba value. Huh, .086, not bad. A scyfy short story later I checked again, not being obsessive, and what? .09. Time for a glass of wine.

That poured, check again, .010. Wow. Bear in mind experts were saying that'd be year end price. And the next thing you know, the pup's charging through .11, .12, and .13, hitting an all time high of  >.14. What?!? Reddit seemed stunned. I went to sleep expecting the popular dog-faced crypto to crash. But it didn't.

Wednesday saw consolidation at .13 and the promise of another run with higher highs and higher lows as the pup rose between parallel lines to reach the point of an ascending triangle. Would it break above and repeat Tuesday's stellar performance? Sure enough it did. 

The playful Shiba was clearly bored with .13, unlucky number, and decided to run again, maybe just for the fun of it. Boom. .14, .15, .16 in a matter of minutes. I looked at my handheld computing device in shock and awe, what's going on? 

Then boom again, as the pup leaped past .17, .18 and into .19, nipping at the heels of .20. Much wow. So what got the Peoples Coin up and running?

It didn't hurt to have massive PR in the form of big celebrity endorsement from Elon Musk, Mark Cuban, Guy Restaurant Person, the Kiss dude, Snoop Dogg and the media, see WSJ, Forbes and all the rest. 

Also, COIN (Coinbase crypto exchange) had a good IPO on Wednesday, lifting crypto credibility. Add that to the growing and fanatically loyal meme coin following and you've got growth. In this case explosively. Think GME but affordable and at minimal risk.

So Blue's happy his retirement fund's at .20 and rising. If it crashes and burns like a Focke Wulf going down on Prinz Albrecht Strasse? Well, he won't know the difference.

Ad Lunam,

LSP

Musical Interlude

I don't care about Willie's bizarro hindoo theology. Drop of rain, again and again and again? Really? I just like the tune.

Cheers,

LSP

A Short Sunday Sermon

 

Then saith he to Thomas, (in the upper room) Reach hither thy finger, and behold my hands; and reach hither thy hand, and thrust it into my side: and be not faithless, but believing. Jn. 20:27

Thomas wanted physical proof of the resurrection and got it, the risen Christ was touchable, tangible. He had risen bodily from the tomb and, on reflection, anything less doesn't cut it.

What dies when we die, the spirit? Hardly, it doesn't have any physical parts to decay and return to the dust from which they came. The body, notoriously, does; we don't bounce like we used to, to put it mildly. So what has to be resurrected? The body, rejoined to the spirit, between them both making up the whole person.

Without this, we're left with spirit only or in other words, a shade or ghost, and the rising becomes a haunting. This is not the case in the upper room on the 8th day, the Sunday following the Resurrection. On the contrary, Jesus stands before Thomas, the whole man, body and spirit, risen from the grave.

In an explosion of divine power, Christ had taken humanity to a new dimension of existence, a new mode of imperishable, glorified being. No wonder Thomas fell down and worshiped, he touched the Glory, "My Lord and my God." And note this.

When Christ appeared to the disciples on Easter Sunday, the "doors were shut" for fear of the same people who'd crucified Jesus crucifying them. For fear of death. With the reality of the resurrection upon them, made concrete on the 8th day, the fear was gone. And so they went out and died in the proclamation of the Faith, knowing they would rise in and with their Lord. 

What hope! As opposed to the dismal, wretched, con-trick despair of our disbelieving age. God grant us the faith, hope and love of the disciples in the upper room, and with Thomas the grace to fall down and believe, "My Lord and my God."

Christus Surrexit,

LSP

First Chaplain Of The Confederacy

 

Did you know that the Confederacy's first military chaplain was a Jesuit priest, Fr. Darius Hubert? I didn't until recently, thanks to Katherine Jeffrey's excellent biography, First Chaplain Of The Confederacy. Hubert served with the Army of Northern Virginia throughout the war and was present at the major battles in the eastern theater as well as, curiously, seeing chaplaincy aboard the ironclad Merrimac.

He was known for outstanding pastoral devotion to the men he served and rose above denominational differences to work alongside protestant chaplains as "brothers in Christ." A remarkable man who bravely followed the call of God regardless of danger to himself, whether on the battlefield or in the hospital wards of those dying with Yellow Fever.

Hubert was a believer in the Cause but graciously so, urging reconciliation and healing after the conflict. He carried a Yankee bullet on his person, which had failed to kill him, as a sign of God's providence and protection. He died in 1893 at the age of 70.

We need more priests like him.

God bless,

LSP

Rest in Peace Prince Philip

 

Here in the States we woke up to the tragic news that Prince Philip had died, at the age of 99. He fought in the titanic war against Fascism and the Nazis, serving honorably as a decorated officer in the Royal Navy, with a final rank of Commander in 1953.

The same people who believe gender's divorced from biology believe Philip was a Fascist, despite fighting against Fascists in the war. Perhaps it was an internicene feud? Then again, the Prince's detractors may be suffering from dropped on head as infant syndrome.

I vote for the latter, but regardless, his death surely marks the closing of an age, an age in many respects better than our own.

Rest in Peace and Rise in Glory,

LSP

Dallas - The Way of The Ninja

 

A leader is best when people barely know he exists, when his work is done, his aim fulfilled, they will say: we did it ourselves.

It's Easter Week and you're in Dallas, so what do you do? Grill, go to Hunky's for delicious burgers, help out with yard work, and then ride into the great Metrosprawl. Which is what I did, arriving at the Preston Center in an unmarked white F150. Comms are important, so I texted GWB in Georgia.

"Sometimes what I do is I go to the Orvis store then stop at Half Price Books before strolling over to REI."

"What?!? The way of the Ninja."

"Exactly. I'm outside the Rolex store right now."

"I wouldn't mind a stainless sport Rolex."

"Same. It'll go with the Lambo."

A typical dog scene in the Preston Center Orvis

 

But this wasn't about buying watches, it was about getting a tin of Barbour's "Wax Thornproof Dressing" to refinish a coat. That meant going into Orvis via the car park entrance, because Covid. You see, you're a lot less likely to catch the plague if you go into the hideously expensive country sports store from the rear entrance.

Waxy mission accomplished, I drove down Northwest Highway to Half price Books, a great barn of a place, full of books and empty of people. A kindly old gentleman told me to put a mask on as I entered the warehouse of cut price books, and I did, not wanting to cause a scene, "Oh, thank you! I forgot!" Whatever, no one was there because Covid, and I walked unseen, ninja style, to the scyfy shelves and bought some books. Result.

Next stop REI, which is conveniently next to HPB. There was a special Covid decontamination unit in front the great outdoors industry co-op, and I ignored that because a. it's stupid and b. ninjas don't do that. Speaking of Lao Tse, I bought an REI shirt, which is white and made in Thailand. Yes, it was expensive, but shaolin doesn't come cheap.

Then back to Dallas HQ and the important task of re-waxing my wax coat. It's not hard, just rub the wax into the cloth and let the beast bake in the sun for a few hours. You can and probably should make your own wax mixture, which I've done, but I bought convenience. Ma LSP looked at the refurbed coat and remarked, "That's pretty old timey," And so it is, I like that.

Back in the country now, and I like that too.

God bless,

LSP

Jesus Christ is Risen Today

God bless and happy Easter,

LSP

What Have We Here?

 

You know what it's like. Roll up to the familial homestead for Easter festivity and there it is, one of the guests has a "prays well together" sticker on their car. Really? When was the last time you offered one up at the local mosque while sacrificing to Kali?

Being a polite and hospitable LSP, I didn't say that and resisted the urge to sharpie in some runes on the offensive signage. Still, you can imagine the scene, "What, you don't pray pray well with Armanen worshippers of the Victorious Sun? Maybe you need to be more inclusive." You get the point, but she wouldn't have done, because all religions same. Like, we all pray! And I want world peace! 

So let's test the theory out, here's some Aztec worship. Have a look:

Cortez and the gang felt they had come across a nation of devil worshippers and perhaps they had, the walls of Mexico City's great pyramid dripped with the blood of an estimated 20,000 human sacrifices, annually. They ate the victims too, coexist with that.

Point being, all religions are not the same and given that everyone has one, better choose wisely as opposed to pretending that none of it really matters.

Christus Surrexit,

LSP