Friday, September 12, 2025

Reform Club

 


Reform Club. There is no need to leave. So I guess the Club Shootout's settled, more on this anon. In the meanwhile, let's see what tomorrow brings.

Your Friend,

LSP

Sunday, September 7, 2025

A Short Sunday Sermon

 



Do you remember, gentle readers, when we in the West excoriated the Russian Soviets for atheistical malfeasance? Sure you do, the Red Bolsheviks hated Christ and tried to stamp him out; many, many faithful Christians lost their lives in the Red Terror and beyond. Fast forward to today.

What was once Western Christendom has been taken over by Christ-hating Cultural Marxism. They really, really hate the Faith, which explains the bizarre alliance of the Rainbow Left with Islam. The enemy of my enemy, goes the saying, is my friend. It'd also go some way towards parsing their utter, spitting hatred of Russia.


 

Yes, the same Russia which threw off its godless Bolshevik tyrant rulers and re-embraced the Cross, the Faith. That seems to be going strong in the New Rome, here's a short video.




Imagine the howls of outrage over such a procession if it were held in, say, England. We've become the enemy in the cold war we fought against and in theory won. Perhaps that will change, by the grace of God, as it did in Russia.

Here Endeth The Lesson,

LSP

Saturday, September 6, 2025

Batshit Bonkers!

 



Gotta hand it to her.

 


So how come the UK's beloved Stasi haven't taken this maven down?  Good question. For goodness sake, don't you know that hate speech doesn't equal free speech?

Cheers,

LSP

Listen Up All Ye Heathen

 


"JESUS broke the bread which he gave to his disciples, and they did the same afterwards in observing his sacrament.  In fact the earliest name for it was 'the bread-breaking'.  He broke it himself, in token that his enemies would break his body; he broke it himself, because his sacrifice was voluntary, he consented that they should do what they did.  In the prayers after the consecration I must also break the bread; I must break it over the name of Jesus when I pray for deliverance from all evils through his death.  Must I break the body, must I perform in solemn symbol the work of Christ's executioners?  I must, for I must accept, I must identify myself with his willingness to die for my salvation.  There are no limits to the self-bestowing love of God; no truth is more common on our lips than this, and none more distant from our hearts." (Farrer, Crown of the Year)


"Whoever does not bear his own cross and come after me," says Christ, "cannot be my disciple." We share in that cross, it lives in us when we receive the Sacrament of the Altar. Do we accept or reject this gift?

Serious question with serious consequences.

Your call,

LSP

Friday, September 5, 2025

How Very Awesome!

 



Great Britain has a new Home Secretary, Shabana Mahmoud. Shabana's a self-proclaimed devout Moslem who's now in charge of the UK's borders, counter-terrorism, immigration, and MI5. What, dear friends, could possibly go wrong?




Do you get the feeling that the beloved rulers of the United Kingdom are openly laughing in the face of their subjects? Take that, serfs, whilst (why do my fellow Brits insist on "whilst"?) we destroy your farms, arrest you for thoughtcrime and tax the pitiful amount you earn into oblivion.


Two-Bit Crook

Others say that Two-Tier Kier's government without mandate is simply rearranging chairs on the Titanic prior to a Labour wipeout in a 2027 snap election. Let's see. In related news, Angela Huckster Rayner's had to resign because of mortgage fraud. Bye bye, Ginger Growler.Sound familiar?

Cheers,

LSP

Thursday, September 4, 2025

Question

 



If you were an irregular cavalry unit how would you dress? Good question. Like Probyn, obviously. Here he is in latter years. Respect.



Ride On,

LSP

Total Abject Failure

 



There was a plan, and a dam good one. Viz. Go fishing on Lake Whitney this morning. So what happened, you ask in questioning wonder. I'll tell you, the plan went all to hell and there was no fishing, I wasn't even able to break free of the Compound except to check the PO Box and Walmart, and that was on a schedule. Huh. Total FAIL  So here's some earlier action to virtually make up the miserable deficit.




Surprise striper, caught on a baby bluegill. Huh, far out, wasn't expecting that one.



Well... dam... big fish, light rod. What a lot of fun.



Never underestimate the fun of a plate sized bluegill, tasty too. Kid's a Sergeant now, remarkably. Ahem, commission please, but that's up to him. Whatev. Dads, don't take your kids to degenerate drag queen story hours, take them fishing instead.



Just some bass on the mighty, mighty Brazos.


Message to market? Get back on the water.

Tight Lines,

LSP

Wednesday, September 3, 2025

Batshit Bonkers

 



Let's hear it from Katie herself:



Do any of you, yes all three of you readers, have any notion whatsoever why this ENEMY OF THE PEOPLE isn't slung into gaol immediately? Free speech, fellow Soviets, is not hate speech.

Cheers,

LSP 

So What's Next?

 



So what's next? A multipolar order, the collapse of the Dollar, an imploding Pound, race war and balkanization in the UK, the demographic crisis of the West, yield curves going weird, time to invest in precious metal, the return of the Latin Mass and the Rite of Western Christendom? Who knows, perhaps all of this and far, far more. 




You do know, gentle readers, all three of you, that the problem with debt is that someone, eventually, wants to be paid back, typically at interest. That in mind, The Compound's debt free, entirely, not one loan or credit card on site. Cash on the nail's our policy.




That in mind, what next? The collapse of what little's left of Western Civ, obviously, and it won't be nice. In the meanwhile, the Team are fixing to go swimming and fishing in the lake tomorrow, Who knows, maybe some spritely Blue Gill will end up in the fry pan, delicious.

Be Good,

LSP

Tuesday, September 2, 2025

Round About

 


What an excellent little book!

LSP

Well That Was Fun

 


Part of the UK LSP contingent have descended upon Dallas and it only seemed right to join in for Labor Day festivities; part of this meant grilling chicken thighs. It's not hard, fire up the Weber, brush the thighs with olive oil, apply salt and pepper, then grill on indirect heat, covered, for 40 minutes. Enjoy a glass of something cold, this is Texas, while you wait.

After 30 minutes or so uncover the succulent thighs and behold their indirect heat awesomeness, then brush with BBQ sauce if you like or not if you don't, no rule. Here's the thing. Some people don't like BBQ sauce on their thighs, they're chicken thigh purists and that's OK. 




I do, and like way it caramelizes, adding to the flavor of the crispy skin. Whatever, Operation Brush The Thighs complete, flip 'em onto direct heat for around 5 minutes for a sizzling char. Flip, repeat, remove from the grill to rest and eat.

Well done, you've grilled up a delicious, affordable, juicy chicken feast for the Labor Day team. And what can we say? What we always say. Fall upon your scoff.

Like a Warrior,

LSP


PS. Have you heard about the British comedian who was arrested at Heathrow for three anti trans posts on social media? More on that anon.