MIllionaire Leftist Dunderhead

 

Wunderwaffe

Do you remember when it was Global Warming? Because of all the carbon-spewing industrialisms that were going to destroy the planet, with their carbon? Yes, we all do, Global Warming, such a terrible thing. Then it became Climate Change.

thanks, LL

Dam, the weather changes and might kill us all, better pay moar tax. And that's what the climate grifters did, wrote off checks to their friends in the name of Net Zero at the expense of you, the Weather Serf. And guess what, the delta-minus serfs believed it. All hail K Street Marcom!

Seriously, genius. But I'll leave you with this. Raytheon, all hallowed MIC integer that it is, invited the world to applaud its latest naval anti-air munition, the jolly little green Sea Sparrow. Make of this what you will.

Your Tzarist Pal,

LSP

Dictator

Do dictators arrest their political opponents, rig elections, ban demonstrations against their rule, surveil their subjects and enrich themselves through corrupt grift and kickbacks while the people of their country grow steadily impoverished?

Sure they do, and here's Tucker:

Ep. 4 Wannabe Dictator pic.twitter.com/MDcs5g0gxB

— Tucker Carlson (@TuckerCarlson) June 15, 2023

I'd say he nails it but hey, slap a climate change rainbow sticker on the operation and everything's just fine. Until, of course, you get a 4 am visit from the Tolerance Stasi. As in, how dare you speak out at the local school board after protesting the murder of babies in the womb, you Nazi. Time for jail.

Here in the States we're protected from this, to an extent, by the 2nd Amendment and the Enemy knows this, which is why they're attempting to remove it. "Free men," runs the saying, "Can defend themselves. Slaves cannot."

must finish off the project, albeit from the bottom of Lake Whitney & thx RHT

Gentlemen and women, be wise as serpents and innocent as doves and do not give up all those guns you sadly lost when the canoe capsized. Just saying.

Your Old Pal,

LSP

Flag Day

 

Day late and a Krugerrand short, but I hope everyone had a great Flag Day and celebrated in fine patriotic style. Here at the Compound things got busy, in a good way, with renewed energy at Mission #1 where we're heartened to learn of enterprising schoolchildren trashing pride propaganda in Massachusetts.

On June 2, Marshall Simonds Middle School in Burlington MA held a special "Spirit Day" to celebrate rainbow degeneracy and promote it to children. The school was decorated with rainbow streamers, the universally hated Pride flag and signs which read  “Why it’s not ok to say ‘That’s so gay,'” 

Excuse me, "Spirit Day?" Just what Spirit are we talking about here? Surely not trans Baphomet. Theology in mind, brave young people tore down the school's gay streamers, posters and signs while others chanted,  “USA are my pronouns.” 

This enraged Burlington Rainbow Groomer adults in charge of teaching children, with the school's Principal stating, “When one individual or group of individuals’ beliefs and actions result in the demeaning of another individual or group, it is completely unacceptable.”

Wow, you utter doublespeak hypocrite groomer posing as an educator. Pride flags, gay slogan agitprop and the whole celebration of rainbow degeneracy from the White House on down demean, offend and exclude orthodox Christians, Muslims and Jews, to say nothing of any other group.

Your views, Principal, and those who have authority over you from below are unacceptable, they offend against the Word of God. Read this and mark me well:

But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck, and that he were drowned in the depth of the sea.

 

That in mind, well done those children, keep up the fight.

Over the Rainbow,

LSP

Listen Up

 

He keeps on broadcasting, against the State. SHUT. IT. DOWN.

Ep. 3 America's principles are at stake pic.twitter.com/eJNSUVvvqY

— Tucker Carlson (@TuckerCarlson) June 13, 2023

As you were,

LSP 

Aliens Among Us

 

Well, at least recovered space alien tech. According to senior Air Force whistleblower David Grusch, the US has some 12 extraterrestrial craft in its possession, including one 30' saucer which distorted space and time, leaving an investigator staggering, disoriented and nauseous.

"They had a guy go into it,"  stated Grusch, "He got in there, and it was as big as a football stadium. It was freaking him out and started making him feel nauseous, he was so disoriented because it was so gigantic inside. He staggered back out after being in there a couple of minutes, and outside it was four hours later. There was all kinds of time distortion and space distortion."

Stanford prof Dr. Garry Nolan believes off-world tech is the tip of a dark deep state iceberg, and that actual space creatures are alive and living among us. “I think you can go a step further — it hasn’t just visited, it’s been here a long time, and it’s still here,” said Nolan to a break-out session at the Salt iConnections conference in Manhattan last week.

Bold call. Space aliens, off-worlders living in our midst undetected, apparently human but not, a hidden threat to humanity. Or maybe not so hidden. Do you feel nauseous, disoriented and somehow staggering?

Quod Erat Demonstrandum,

LSP

Just Get Outside And Fish

 

Will last night's apocalyptic storm make the fish bite? Piscine science says wait a bit, it can take up to 72 hours for storm shocked fish to return from deeper waters and go full feeding frenzy. I chose to ignore the science and went fishing anyway.

Guess what, the science seemed to be lacking because there they were, Bass on their ambush ledge at the dam, just like they were before the storm. Huh, and lo and behold, up came a decent fish on the first cast. It got slower after that but sure enough, as per last week, a very decent Black Drum took the bait, fish on and up he came, plenty of fight to boot. Nice.

Everything else in the pool signified Gar action and I wasn't set up for that, so it was over to what used to be called "Uncle Gus' Marina," which used to offer great fishing off bank, cleaning station and pier. Then it didn't because it was bought out and shut for a refurb. 

It's open now and this was my first time back since new management. The pier and cleaning station had gone, sadly, please bring them back, and so had the old marina/boat slips, which are being replaced. Is this good or bad? Time will tell.

what a fight that was, big fish, light rod

In the meanwhile, I wasted no time casting off from the bank with topwater torpedoes because a few fish were jumping and a topwater catch is an awesome catch. But no luck, perhaps these perverse and annoying fish "followed the science" and were locked down in the depths, keeping an antisocial distance from enticing lures.

Regardless, their time will come and it was good to be back at the place again after an absence of a few years. Let's hope new management rebuilds the pier and cleaning station. I tell you, that gave superlative fishing, from perch to cats to bass and beyond, what a lot of fun.

Recce over, it was time to head back to the Compound under the big sky of Texas, a morning well spent.

Cheers,

LSP

ESCHATON

 

Thunder and lightning SMASH down upon this small asset-stripped Texan farming community, shaking the ancient wooden timbers (what?) of the Compound. Like no kidding, a ferocious storm, turning night into day with all the fury of an electric universe.

Yes indeed, the climate's changed with elemental, eschatological fury. And so we stand, undaunted, on the rain lashed porch, daring our adversary to do its worst. 

Seriously, this storm's pretty crazy, be safe out there.

Apocalypse,

LSP

Uplifting

 

What uplifting worship this morning. The Word of God heard and preached, the Sacrament of the Altar administered and there we were, the local instance of the Mystical Body of Christ in rural Texas. No small thing.

You know, if any of you had told me a couple of decades ago that I'd be ministering out in the missions here in Hill and Bosque counties I'd have laughed. "What do you mean? Neither church has an 8' stone altar and where's all the polychrome?" Well, the joke would've been on me and God's been kind.

up your game, LSP

Speaking of which, many people are asking, "Where can we buy food and drink now that everything's gone full CorpCom Satan Rainbow?" Problem. Luckily Mission #2 has come up with a solution. Every Sunday the people bring food which they've grown and you can take what you want or need.

I tell you, it's like a small farmers' market, with fresh greens, beans, cucumbers, squash, eggs and more, and none of it's cursed by the wretched stamp of gaily hued degeneracy. Result, gotta get back to the garden.

In related news, infamous trans activist Scots goblin Nicola Sturgeon's been arrested. Allegedly the despised dwarven malfeasant was up to some kind of fiscal skulduggery. She's been released, annoyingly.

Cheers,

LSP

Evil Lost

 

I found this moving and you might too. Remember, not so many years ago these people were under the rule of the godless Soviet Beast, but they escaped from the talons of the Enemy. Do you wonder why this evil mountebank fraud would seek to destroy them?

you wicked old fraud

If they lost in Russia they can lose here too. 

Take heart,

LSP

Storm Front

 

Evening Prayer was no sooner said than clouds rolled in from the West, the temperature dropped, and it began to rain. What a blessed relief and as I type this letter from the trenches of the War on Weather, lightning flickers across the sky and thunder rumbles like a lazy barrage on Ost Front.

Meanwhile, Eduardo's exotic ducks sit nonchalantly on the tim roof of a shed across from the Compound's perimeter, they enjoy the rain, they're ducks and like water. Lately they've taken to rebelliously flying over LSP airspace to the front yard of a local petty drug dealer. There they sit, doing duck stuff, until Eduardo chases them back home.

In related avian news, green parakeets have arrived in this part of the NCTEZ (North Central Texas Exclusion Zone) and I've seen several. They're attractive birds and lend a tropical flavor to the place, perhaps they spread from Dallas where they're well established.

Birds aside, the storm rolls on with a kind of elemental fury and the landline's rung, yes, we still have one. It announces "Code Red." I take this to mean some kind of CorpCom Rainbow Maoist offensive's been launched against our commonwealth and the great state of Texas.

As always, we stand firm, resolute.

Never surrender,

LSP

Fish On

 

We have choices in life, contrary to Marxist determinism, and such is the beauty of free will. For example, you can sit staring at a screen in slack-jawed trad consternation or you can go fishing. I chose the latter option and pointed the rig at Lake Whitney.

This was once a reef in a vast inland sea

There it was, shining and hazy under a hot Texan sun, but would there be fish and would they bite? I cast off with worms to find out and... nothing, apart from a lazy little Gar who swooped down on my worm, held it in its beak, swam away at leisure for about 60 yards, ate half the worm and dropped the rest. He didn't even run, and who can blame him, it was hot.

Behold Leviathan and the mighty Brazos

Soldiers Bluff being a bust I headed across the dam to try my luck from the pier. Slow going at first but then I spotted them, two stationary Bass on a ledge next to the dam's wall. Off goes the worm, cast a little ahead of the fish, followed by a slow retrieve onto their position. Boom! Strike!

Nice little Drum

A couple of minutes of diving, thrashing, rod double action later up comes a very decent fish. Good fight and back you go, great result. So, send another worm into the depths, untargeted this time, a blind shot and another slow retrieve. And what's this, a tug, and another, hookset! It felt like a Black Drum and sure enough it was, not as cool as a Bass but still, plenty of piscine action.

That complete, it was time to head back to the Compound, mission accomplished. I file this exciting story under "Country Life in Texas."

Tight Lines,

LSP

La Cruz de Borgoña

 

You see, all Spanish speaking people are culturally Marxist and vote Democrat. Here, just look at this.

Beautiful Eva Peron in case you missed it

I rest my case,

LSP