Wow, Tucker's out at Fox and now there's absolutely no reason, at all, to watch this risible excuse of a news channel. Well done, Fox, you pulled a Bud Lite. Here's a helpful infovid:
RIP @FoxNews
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In other news, someone called "Don Lemon" has been axed at CNN. I don't know who this Lemon is but apparently he's "stunned."
Cheers,
LSP
Mass at the Missions went well, despite our old enemy the Weather, and everyone was happy, the Spirit moved. The Spirit moved! How lightly we take that phrase, the third person of the Trinity moved with infinite power amongst the people of North Central Texas. Really? Yes, really. That in mind, I recall a time outside Philadelphia, in a failed, asset-stripped steel town.
The church was beautiful, very, and had a perfect side chapel, I do not say that lightly. So that was used for daily Mass, the Divine Office and, at Noon, the Rosary. There I'd be, at 12, praying the rosary and sometimes a few people joined in but mostly not. No bad thing, say your prayers, LSP.
Well, one day I rolled up for the devotion, all very cassock and beads, and said the prayers, I forget which mysteries. And, as I recited out loud, was pleased to hear a few voices behind me joining in, the rosary's better in company.
Good, I thought, this habit of prayer's catching on. Then, when the devotion finished I turned around and no one was there. Had I hallucinated? Conceivable. To test things out I invited a friend to join me the next day, which he did.
The same thing happened, several voices joining in, they sounded like women, and no one was there apart from us. I asked him if he'd heard what I heard, and he had. He is now a priest.
Make of this what you will and as you do, remember Lepanto.
LSP
Blue died this morning. I'd let him out on the front porch with food and water and he didn't want to eat, very unusual, he just sat there panting. So I stroked his head a few times, walked over to the Pick 'n Steal for coffee and when I returned he was lying down by the front door, very still.
What a good boy! He came to the Compound in the Fall of 2014, a stray, and set up on the front porch until I fed him, doctored him up and took the furry little fella in.
Of course he was young then and full of high spirits. Woe betide the unwary guest who dared leave a fried cherry pie untended on the dining room table, or a juicy steak, or Eduardo's chickens, or errant Fedex men.
But that was then. Over the last year he became increasingly deaf and blind, not that he seemed miserable for it, but he certainly slowed right down and spent most of his time sleeping.
I won't bang on; it's a mercy he went out as he did, quick and at home. I buried him today beside the house.
Blue Brigand, you will be very missed,
LSP
Is it their winsome hands-in-the air jollity?
We were told, you may recall, that if we didn't ordain wimmin to the priesthood no one would take us seriously and everyone would stop going to church. A powerful argument made all the more compelling by the ethical force behind it. Viz. Not having wymxn priests is unjust, bigoted and evil, so we must have they/them.
Leaving aside the hard-edged rigor of late 20th and early 21st century theology, we have to ask: Now that we've ordained wymmin for several decades is everyone taking us seriously and going to church? No, they are not.
Oh dear, we obviously haven't worked the equation hard enough, so maybe trans vicars and rainbow marriage rituals will finally persuade everyone to go to church because we're at last serious about social equity. First phase of the revolution failed? Double down.
But this is a smokescreen. Their intention isn't to build a Church they don't believe in, which they think has been unjust and effectively evil since the days of the Apostles. No, it's to tear it down. No matter, then, if congregations dwindle and die, the wrecking unicorn will have done its rainbow work.
They'll fail in this, the gates of hell shall not prevail, but in the meanwhile "there shall arise false Christs, and false prophets, and shall shew great signs and wonders; insomuch that, if it were possible, they shall deceive the very elect." And persecution such as has been never seen. This is foretold.
LSP
Years ago this humble mind blog reached out to the people with a simple question, is Joni Mitchell a Canadian Devil Witch? The resounding answer was yes, she is a Devil Witch. And here we are:
Do the stats lie? Is Joni Mitchell, estimated socialist net worth $150 million, a Devil Witch? Or a free and easy champion of liberty and Volk music? You, the listeners, be the judge.
LSP
Wow. Thunder rolled across the sky and lightning flashed like so many ME 262s going down over Stuttgart. Yes, it was a Thursday evening Mass at Our Lady of the Lake. Question.
If you believe Christ is truly present in the Sacrifice of the Mass, if he's really there and you get to enter into communion with him, with God, at the Eucharist, why do you not attend?
Surely not because you don't believe and the Faith is an adjunct to what really concerns you, ie making money and serving Satan.
Your Old Pal,
LSP
PS. Just a thought and a welcome opportunity to post pics of the amazingly cool ME 262.
En lieu of anything remotely resembling serious posting, here's another old hippy, Ray Wylie Hubbard. Remember him? All very dance at the pyramids with the Dead.
Nice, but for goodness sake, Oak Cliff Ray, time for a shower and haircut, eh? Reeking hippies aside, maybe Ray tells it like it is. Your call.
Be careful out there Kids,
LSP
Here's the deal. Your old home office aka "kitchen" bluetooth speaker dies, so what to do? Mourn the passing of your faithful 40 buck Anker Soundcore Select solution, which has served you well over the last 5 years, and go out and buy a new speaker. But which one?
There's plenty to choose from and I went for JBL's Flip6 because I know these speakers work for the same price they came in at 4 or 5 years ago, $99. You can open the speaker's attractive box with an old Kershaw but that's up to you, here's the marketing:
The beat goes on with the JBL Flip 6 2-way speaker system, engineered to deliver loud, crystal clear, powerful sound. Its racetrack-shaped woofer delivers exceptional low frequencies and midrange, while a separate tweeter produces crisp, clear high-frequencies. Flip 6 also features optimized dual passive radiators for deep bass, fine-tuned with using Harman's advanced algorithm.
Does the beat go on with the JBL Flip 6 2-way speaker system, does the advanced algorithm perform? To find out, I tested the compact and absurdly easy to set up beast against Waylon's Ghost of Robert E. Lee, Bonnie Koloc's awesome Roll Me On The Water, the Dead's Stagger Lee, McCreesh's Venetian Coronation, Lully, and Yes' Würm. Test the lo, mid and hi sorta thing.
Verdict? Bear in mind this is a $99 portable speaker and that said it works just fine, with an emphasis on low freq bass while mid and hi come through pretty much as advertised, and it's certainly powerful enough to fill the Compound's kitchen. You can even take it on walkabout, to the living room, front porch, back deck and beyond; Bluetooth, no wires you see.
So, if you're looking for a value for money, bassy, tabletop wireless speaker solution JBL's Flip 6 might be for you. The thing works, and that's at a premium in these dark, broken and barbarous times.
Rock on,
LSP
For years people have arrogantly assumed that Julius Caesar was an old white general who conquered Gaul, affirming their racial bias. But new research and analysis of marble busts, contemporary portraits of Caesar, clearly show he wasn't a violent white militarist but a wise and powerful person of color:
"Caesar has been decolonized," opined one expert from Satan's Vatican, Harvard, "The myth of settler superiority over Indigenous Peoples is broken. We've reclaimed Caesar as a person of color, breaking the oppressive myth of white supremacy. It is a global endeavor and the black busts of Caesar reinforce this."
In related news, Napoleon Bonaparte, the Corsican Upstart who was utterly defeated by the Iron Duke, was also a person of color.
Black portraits of Arthur Wellesley have yet to be found.
Virtutis Fortuna,
LSP
