Sometimes an infovid's worth more than a thousand words. And, to be fair, it's always fun to post the Dead's awesome China Cat Sunflower. Rumours that Russia's run out of tanks, planes, missiles, men, computer chips, knives, washing machines and on were apparently premature.
But serious question, who's FORPOL better, Victoria Nuland or Russian strongman, Vladimir Putin?
See you at the Dorchester,
LSP
What a beautiful day, birds sing, dogs sleep, flags wave and the sun shines down from a clear blue sky as a drug dealing ice cream van rounds the corner. It's like Spring, and I've got the front door open to air out the Manse.
Blow out those cobwebs, LSP, and take full advantage of our ancient enemy, the Weather, being in some kind of armistice mode. Enjoy every second of this fresh, clean, country day before our old adversary the Climate decides to Change and go full superheated blast furnace eschaton on the tenacious citizens of North Central Texas.
You know what it's like, it gets so hot you think the air itself is going to ignite, one careless spark and all that dust goes thermobaric. Terrifying, but for now all is good, the sacrifice of the Mass was offered at the Missions, a pot of improv Thai curry's on the stove and all is well with this part of the world.
Who knows, maybe a shoot's in order for Monday, but let's see what tomorrow brings.
Your Old Pal,
LSP
Years ago I used to get a ride into Oxford from Wootton, near Woodstock, in a half-timbered Morris Minor. "What was it like, at the end of war?" I asked the driver. He paused and, doubtless taking pity on me because I was eight years old and a child replied. "They were incredibly disciplined, even in retreat," and on we drove.
Pan to the Bakhmut pocket. Do you think, mind-band punters, that history rhymes? Russian guns, it seems, are a constant, as is the West's perennial push to take out and own Moscow. All hail the Panzers. We nearly got there in '41, and then we didn't, Rudel and Wittman notwithstanding.
Today? The West finds itself on exactly the wrong side of the bet it's wagered everything on. Viz. We'll never, ever, ever have to fight a conventional war again ever again and after all, all those immigrant votes don't come cheap. Doubt me? Just examine the risible state of UKLF.
Whatever and oops, 30,000++ shells a day argue otherwise, all you Ivy League, OxBridge morons. And here's a thought, maybe you'd be better off organizing tranny pantomime than FORPOL.
In the meanwhile, Bakhmut's heading for a fall, despite Russia's lack of ammunition, computer chips, fighting ability, supply lines, common sense, people, slavic idiocy, corruption, washing machines, (enough - Ed.).
So, and with utter respect to the fallen on both sides, perhaps history rhymes.
Best,
LSP
I was brought up with this tune, as an Anglican in Oxford, and I loved it, I still do. But you'll notice the ethnically violent, colonial oppression cant of the thing. To boot, "Thou shalt wash me and I shall become whiter than snow." Wow, what hideous RMVE (racially motivated violent extremism).
Perhaps you think I'm joking, think again. Years ago, in a beautiful church outside of Philly I had a POC organist. He was paid 45 grand a year to enhance the liturgy which, when I arrived, included the Asperges. And guess what, he taught the choir, such as it was, to change the words of the chanted psalm to "cleaner" as opposed to "whiter."
You see, "whiter than snow" was racist to him on his oppressed POC 45k. So I fired that fraudulent, no account, trifling mountebank and the people heaved a sigh of relief. But that was then, this is now. Just picture all those RTCs storming Mammon on the Capitol, consecrated in their mission by the Mass.
That in mind, maybe the Godless FBI has a point. Could it be that genuine Christianity's a threat to them, that it's a spear in the eye of their Father, Satan.
Libera nos a malo,
LSP
Ferocious VWE (violent weather extremism) after SOTC (Stations of the Cross); beating wind, slashing rain and zero viz on the road, broken only by eerily incandescent illumination rounds of lightning. Scary? Yes, but maybe not as scary as the FBI infiltrating spies into Catholic churches.
Thanks to a leaked FBI Richmond Office memo, we know that America's secret and not so secret police are targeting RTCs (radical-traditionalist-Catholic) on suspicion of RMVE (racially motivated violent extremism), especially against Jews, Rainbow Riders, immigrants and the present commie Pope.
To counter this egregious threat, just imagine all those 1964 (sorry, 1962) Latin Missal waving terrorists, FBI Richmond recommended "exploration of new avenues for tripwire and source development." Behold corporate jargon stasi speak for we need to get some spies into those churches.
Sen. Josh Hawley summed it up at yesterday's Senate Judiciary Committee hearing, grilling our repellent Attorney General Merrick Garland:
“How many informants do you have in Catholic churches across America?”
“I don’t know, and I don’t believe we have any informants aimed at Catholic churches,” Garland responded. “We have a rule against investigations based on First Amendment activity, and Catholic churches are obviously First Amendment activity. I don’t know the specific answer.”
“You don’t know the specifics of anything, it seems,” Hawley said. “But apparently on your watch this Justice Department is targeting Catholics, targeting people of faith, specifically for their faith views. Mr. Attorney General, I’ll just say to you, it’s a disgrace.”
So how many informants does Garland have in American churches, you know, just in case those Christians get out of hand. He doesn't know, it could be a few, it could be a lot or maybe even none. So rest easy, there's no specific answer to how many Government spies there are in your church.
That in mind, you might want to be careful at coffee hour after worshiping God instead of Mammon or Moloch. One foolish RTC slip of the tongue betwixt donut and warming beverage and there it is, a SWAT team kicking down your door at 4 am.
Some of you may remember how we justly took pride in our freedom of religion, as opposed to the unfortunate people living under Soviet oppression. My, how that worm's turned.
Sursum Corda,
LSP
What?!? Lo and behold, a loose dog was going hard against one of Eduardo's exotic ducks. Now, I'm not a betting man but odds on the dog and devil take the hindmost, eh? Not so fast, punters. Three minutes into the contest and the duck had not only driven off the dog but flown back into the safety of its compound.
There it was, wings splayed in fight-mode, strutting amongst its fellow ducks while the dog sat in the front yard of Elrond's Elf Lodge, aka The Florist's, ignominious defeat seemingly forgotten. I couldn't help but think Blue would've made a better show, but he's old now and didn't notice, being deaf and blind.
Excitement over, it was time to drive through mystical fog to the lake for Mass #2, and there you have it. Draw the moral as you will, not least, don't put all your money on the dogs.
Your Friend,
LSP
Never a truer word from our friend AMLO and perhaps you remember the mystery religion that was the Covid cult? All those mystical rabbit's foot masks which were going to save us from a 99.9% non-fatal killer flu, especially on jetskis.
And social distancing, remember that? Keep your distance at the airport or you'll die, unlike in the plane where you won't. A bit like restaurants, which we could enter and sit down in but not stand because standing up notoriously weakens the immune system.
While you're at it, follow the mystical science all the way to the vaccines that were going to stop everyone getting the virus and don't, but at least they stop 0.1% of the populace from dying! Quite, said the athlete in peak fitness who died of a mystical heart attack.
But what am I saying, Pfizer et al have made immense sums of money in the last few years and it doesn't take an adept or shaman to work out how; just follow the cash all the way to enlightenment.
No mystery there, but that whole continents of people were caught up and vehemently believed the money making agitprop is another thing again. Goebbels himself would be proud.
As AMLO says, everything is mystical.
Your Pal,
LSP
Mexico's President Andrés Manuel López Obrador, popularly known as AMLO, has gone viral on the information superhighway after posting a photo of a Mayan tree elf on social media. Calling the elf an "Aluxe," AMLO tweeted that "everything is mystical."
Here at the Compound we agree, there's a lot of mysticism running around these days. Why do so many people connected with the Clintons end up suicided? How did Crooked Joe become the most popular president in history? Why does believing in biological gender, follow the science, make you a Fascist? How come Katie Hobbs isn't in jail? Why has the Church of England gone rainbow? All this and so very much more, a mystery.
In the meanwhile, AMLO's elf glares down from its tree at the world with glowing eyes and a baleful countenance confirming, if proof were needed, that we live in an age of miracle, mystery and wonder.
Be careful out there,
LSP
What can I say but, "Easy, Panzer,"
LSP
I hesitate to post on the war because all of you know far more about it than I do and, to be fair, there's not much glory in being an armchair general even if the chair's solidly ensconced in your favorite club's Coffee Room, and the General's baton's a glass of vintage.
Disclaimer over, where are we at? Pretty deep financially, with moar cash flowing to the Ukraine in one year than we spent on the entirety of the Afghan adventure. Sorry, Ohio, there's other priorities in play and don't say 10% to the Big Guy.
Militarily? If you've read the news over the last year you might be surprised that AZOV hasn't retaken the Crimea and KRAKEN aren't at the gates of Moscow. Early reports of Russia's idiotically useless and corrupt attempt at military action were perhaps premature.
That in mind, brother Rus appears to have shifted from a failed attempt at NATO style precision to what they seemingly do best, lobbing thousands of shells per day at the enemy. "The Russian guns," said Der Fuhrer from his bunker as the indefatigable Hanna Reitsch flew in to Berlin in the Reich's hour of need.
We, in the meanwhile, are running out of ammo to send our eastern proxies and, lo and behold, China, Russia and Iran grow closer by the day. Here's a warning shot via Will Schryver:
Surely Schryver's wrong. We are most clearly ruled by prescient philosopher God Kings. Or would that be satanic nihilists. Just a thought.
Your call,
LSP
Readers of this humble and scarcely read mind blog may have missed it. Viz. Furries, people who enjoy dressing up as animals, are at the forefront of the perennial fight against Fascism. And who are these evil Fascists? Anyone bigoted enough to suggest biological sex might have something to do with gender.
What literal, brazen Nazis, and this includes TERFs (Trans Exclusionary Radical Feminists) who turned up in Glasgow last month to protest failed Scots premiere Nichola Sturgeon's hated trans id laws. No, said the women led by Kelly-Jay Keen, women are women and men are men, it's in the chromosomes, and anything else is an attack on women.
Pan to baying, barking, snorting, snuffling, whining, shrieks of outrage from some 1000 assorted furries who were in Glasgow at the same time as Keen's anti trans protest and planned a counter demo. Keen was unimpressed, tweeting:
'If the battle cry of the SfW side could be summarised as ‘I am woman, hear me roar’, the opposing chant must surely be ‘I am Colin in a cartoon animal head, hear me whine through this small air vent’.
Such was the Battle of Furlodden, you can read about it here. But hold on, have we really come to this, are we so degenerate, bored and caught up in illusion as to suppose a gang of furverts are standard bearers of the progleft revolution and that believing men are men and women are women equates to Nazism?
Apparently we are, eat your heart out defenders of Bastogne and Stalingrad and don't say Pritzker billions while you're at it. In related news, a 53 year old Scottish transsexual butcher, Andrew Miller who identifies as Amy George, was arrested last month for abducting and molesting an 11 year old child.
He, or would that be she, is remanded in custody. Remember, punters, Baphomet is trans and how far off is "we are legion" to "they/them."
I say again, out demons out,
LSP
Sometimes Lent comes on with a vengeance, it has this year. I'd no sooner returned to the rural idyll that is this small Texan farming community than texts, calls and emails began to flood the ether. Why? Because of several unexpected deaths at Mission #1.
So LSPland's been all about Requiem Masses, which is perhaps fitting. "Remember O man that thou art dust and to dust thou shall return," says the priest as he imposes ashen crosses on the foreheads of penitents on Ash Wednesday.
A stark reminder of our mortality for sure but also a badge of victory, in Christ crucified life triumphs over death. And with that, may the souls of the faithful departed rest in peace and rise in glory.
With every blessing from the NCTEZ (North Central Texas Exclusion Zone) for a holy Lent,
LSP
