How could the Left have lost so very, very hard? Here's Pat Buchanon:
In half a lifetime, many have seen their God dethroned, their heroes defiled, their culture polluted, their values assaulted, their country invaded, and themselves demonised as extremists and bigots for holding on to beliefs held for generations.
Americans, unlike Europeans, are massively tired and sick of this and voted against it. Me? I was pleasantly surprised to discover we had the mechanism to do so.
LSP
So just what is this "4B" thing, LSP, if that's your real name, which we doubt. Good question, punters, I'll tell you. It comes from South Korea and stands for no dating, no sex, no marriage and no child-rearing. This, roughly translated into American fem anti Trump protest = shaving your head and being an ugly baldy who won't have sex or children with evil Fascist men. That'll teach those NAZIS! runs the logic. Look, here's just one example:
Millions of liberal women are shaving their heads to protest Donald Trump.
— American AF 🇺🇸 (@iAnonPatriot) November 7, 2024
What exactly does this accomplish? pic.twitter.com/e4UHXbSwH7
Quite apart from larping as Auschwitz victims, which is despicable, have these persyns not considered the Darwin effect? We can put it another way, everything the Left does produces the opposite of its intended effect. But not so fast, LSP -- they lie.
How many of these baldheads will abort their babies in the next quarter, either in or out of state? And, in passing, surely this isn't a 4 Chan prank.
LSP
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Self-proclaimed rainbow bisexual Eilish's superstar socialist net worth is an estimated $53 MN. Not shabby. Maybe Billie will use her millions to move from her Malibu mansion to somewhere more congenial, away from predator Trump; perhaps to Mayfair to join Cher?
Your Friend,
LSP
Really, you're really gonna do it? The world holds it's bated breath. In the meanwhile, Hollywood celebs who, notoriously, aren't on Epstein's or P Diddy's degenerate sex list are threatening to leave the country. My, what a surprise. Deportations, panda eyes and pizzagate anyone? Don't say sick pedos.
Whatev, that appears to be kinda self-policing. In the meanwhile, the greatest Russian agent in the history of Kremlinocracy prepares to take power and slice through our bloated government like the sick fish it is. Power to him and to RFK, Tulsi and the team. Well done, stay the course.
Speaking of which, UK correspondents are saying, "We're really scared, were p*ssing our pants!" Why? Because 47's gonna not be socialist? Oh, what a terrible tragedy. Because he'll punish Two-Tier Kier with tariffs and make that neo-commie fool pay? Maybe because he'll back Farage and Reform.
Reform, my dear friends, is a fine club on Pall Mall with an unreconstructed Georgian interior. But let's return to the point. America has, evidently, voted to kick out its celebrities to Canada and the UK. And there you have it.
Sicut Erat,
LSP
Boom. Harris/Walz and the DNC took a beating at yesterday's polls, losing the Presidency, Electoral College, Senate and popular vote, with the House currently up for grabs. And no wonder, four more years of Kamala style joy just didn't appeal, not least in WI, PA and MI.
On the other hand, secure borders, no war, a sound economy and a groundbreaking Trump/Vance coalition featuring RFK Jr, Tulsi Gabbard and Ron Paul did. You can read a short and simple analysis here.
In the meanwhile, Liberal Tears are flowing like a river as our beloved celebrities threaten to leave the country following Trump's historic come back. Cher, for example, says she's moving to England. Yes please. But more on this exciting story as it develops.
Cheers,
LSP
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What a busy day. First up, strong covfefe on the front porch as water fell from the skies upon this parched slice of rural paradise, blissful, and read the news while you're at it. Next?
Shower, shave, make the bed (surely redundant info? Ed.), go for a morning constitutional to the Pick 'n Steal aka Filling Station, say Morning Prayer on the porch, work on Sunday's sermon, then help Senior Warden edit a Bunny Book in InDesign.
Yep, a Bunny Book. He's been made chief of the Texas Bunny Association or whatever it's called, and has to produce this great book. It's produced in Adobe's annoyingly rental InDesign and I was happy to help. A few graphic bunny design pages later and we were good to go. He to his ranch and I to vote.
That's right, unlike every other loyal rural voter I hadn't made the time to vote early, so I made up for it today. Not hard, there were hardly any people because everyone had tipped up last week and it was fun to talk to the election workers, who mostly seemed to work at the Pick 'n Steal. Most conviv.
Voting, for what it's worth, done, I strolled over to the supermarket to buy some election day white wine and from there to an alterations tailor with a tan poplin 3 button roll to 2 suit coat.
Could she fix this tried and trusted bit of cloth? Yes, she could. And C, who was waiting in the wings, asked me to bless some Holy Water for her, which I promised to do. "Better dunk it on her head," offered the seamstress. The rest is history.
Your Buddy,
LSP
Here we are, waiting on the epochal result of a General Election. Is our democratic republic at stake? Some say it is and with good cause. But whichever way it turns out, we have a history of standing up for freedom against tyranny. That's in the US DNA, I think, and to that end here's General Jeff Thompson:
When I give the word boys, let it rip, and that's exactly what they did. So get out there and vote against evil and let the die fall where it will, we'll deal with it ensuing.
Dixie Forever,
LSP
You may have noticed that our nation goes to the polls tomorrow. Who will win? The Cackling Whore or the Golden Golem of Greatness? I have no idea and won't pretend to prophesy with any amount of accuracy; who knows, maybe it'll be too big to rig.
I doubt it, though it'd be pleasant to be proved wrong. More likely this: massive contention leading into January with all that that might entail.
Regardless, here's Winston Churchill:
At the bottom of all the tributes paid to democracy is the little man, walking into the little booth, with a little pencil, making a little cross on a little bit of paper-no amount of rhetoric or voluminous discussion can possibly diminish the overwhelming importance of the point.
Many forms of Government have been tried, and will be tried in this world of sin and woe. No one pretends that democracy is perfect or all-wise. Indeed, it has been said that democracy is the worst form of Government except all those others that have been.
Yes, and the question is: does the little man, with his little pencil, and his little ballot and all of that, count for nothing or something? I guess we'll see tomorrow.
A friend, a pol science Baylor prof no less, once said, "We'd be a Constitutional Republic if we were, in fact, a republic." Well he had a point.
Your Buddy,
LSP
No sooner has the dust settled from All Saints than we arrive at All Souls. For me, the former's exuberant, the latter somber as we recall the souls of the faithful departed who have left this life, leaving a gap in our lives. But where have they gone?
To paradise and the beatific vision, albeit for the most part by way of purgatory, and that's a beautiful thing worth striving for by the grace of God. In light of that, here's this, inspired by LL, Dia de los Muertes:
But how can we become holy, friends of God? We can first give a negative answer to this question: to be a Saint requires neither extraordinary actions or works nor the possession of exceptional charisms. Then comes the positive reply: it is necessary first of all to listen to Jesus and then to follow him without losing heart when faced by difficulties. "If anyone serves me", he warns us, "he must follow me; and where I am, there shall my servant be also; if any one serves me, the Father will honour him" (Jn 12: 26).
Like the grain of wheat buried in the earth, those who trust him and love him sincerely accept dying to themselves. Indeed, he knows that whoever seeks to keep his life for himself loses it, and whoever gives himself, loses himself, and in this very way finds life (cf. Jn 12: 24-25).
The Church's experience shows that every form of holiness, even if it follows different paths, always passes through the Way of the Cross, the way of self-denial. The Saints' biographies describe men and women who, docile to the divine plan, sometimes faced unspeakable trials and suffering, persecution and martyrdom. They persevered in their commitment: "they... have come out of the great tribulation", one reads in Revelation, "they have washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb" (Rv 7: 14). Their names are written in the book of life (cf. Rv 20: 12) and Heaven is their eternal dwelling-place...
Holiness demands a constant effort, but it is possible for everyone because, rather than a human effort, it is first and foremost a gift of God, thrice Holy (cf. Is 6: 3). In the second reading, the Apostle John remarks: "See what love the Father has given us, that we should be called children of God; and so we are" (I Jn 3: 1).
It is God, therefore, who loved us first and made us his adoptive sons in Jesus. Everything in our lives is a gift of his love: how can we be indifferent before such a great mystery? How can we not respond to the Heavenly Father's love by living as grateful children? In Christ, he gave us the gift of his entire self and calls us to a personal and profound relationship with him.
Consequently, the more we imitate Jesus and remain united to him the more we enter into the mystery of his divine holiness. We discover that he loves us infinitely, and this prompts us in turn to love our brethren. Loving always entails an act of self-denial, "losing ourselves", and it is precisely this that makes us happy.
How can we be indifferent before such a great mystery? How can we not respond to the Heavenly Father's love by living as grateful children? And doing so by following Christ, even to the Cross, which is the gateway to everlasting life and the Beatific Vision itself.
Persevere, my friends.
Salve,
LSP
