Ferocious Fishing

The sun shone down on the mighty Brazos like the hand of God and we had the Lake Whitney dam spillway pretty much to ourselves. An auspicious start, fortified by a first light men's prayer breakfast with the cowboys at ORCC. Would starting the day right make for good fishing?

It sure did. We cast off into the pool with frozen shad and it was pretty much a strike with every cast. I say strike but don't be fooled, these were gar strikes and that's a different kind of thing altogether. Gar, ferocious prehistoric ambush predators that they are, are also weirdly shy.

They'll take the bait, hold it, sensing for threat, and then run with it. Sometimes they'll just take and run, but whatever the case, the temptation's strong to set the hook like you would for a bass or some kind of normal fish. 

As the Good Book says, resist that temptation. Seriously, because chances are if you try and set the hook too soon or even have too much resistance in the form of drag, the fierce but strangely scarified gar will drop your bait and swim off. And don't forget the added issue of a successful hookset in the gar's bony beak. Not easy.

That said, the Cadet sent out delicious if slimy shad into the water and played the game, letting the pleistocene monsters take the bait, meditate on it, run with it, stop for a solemn collect, run again and  then boom! Pull back and set that hook.

Rod double, big fish, leaping, monster, thrashing action. Then try and bring the beast in, which isn't easy because they'll bite through your line (use a steel/heavy duty leader) or pull your hook off into the depths in 4+' prehistoric fury.

The kid got three gar to my one, well done. However, I did manage to pull out a catfish, which evened things out a bit.

I tell you, what a lot of fun. Gar can be great gamefish, though they take a lot of patience and a bit of thought. And here's the thing, other people turned up with long-distance casting setups, they were fishing for striper, and mostly caught nothing. We caught far more and had way more action.

There's a moral here, if you care to draw it.

Tight lines,

LSP

Cannibals And An Apology

Are these Deep State coup conspirators starting to eat each other in a cannibalistic feeding frenzy? Joe Hoft at the Gateway Pundit thinks so and Joe diGenova's advising Imam Brennan and Smirkin' Comey to lawyer up:

Joe diGenova: This is very serious business. For the first time I believe some of these guys are going to prison… Let me tell you something, Horowitz has already concluded that the final three FISAs were completely illegal. He’s now on the brink of finding that the first FISA was completely illegal. Durham has already used a grand jury in Connecticut. They’ve already gotten documents. He’s already talked to the intel people.

Laura Ingraham: How long has this been going on?

Joe diGenova: Durham’s been working for a couple months. The bottom line is this. This is now – big time! This is where Brennan needs five lawyers. Comey needs five lawyers.

Let's see, maybe the old Five Lawyer Trick will work, or not. Speaking of lawyers, here at the Compound we apologize for mistakenly claiming that the new top clergyperson in Jarrow is the Church of England's first ever transgender bishop. This inaccurate and misleading post has been deleted.

A Typical Transgenderist

The new Bishop of Jarrow, Sarah Clark, is not and never has been transgendered, which is clearly evident from photos of Clark's special promotion ceremony in York Minster. These can be seen here. 

We urge you to inspect these photos carefully because they show that the Bishop of Jarrow is not a man who has transitioned to female, but has always been a woman.

Your Friend,

LSP

Money's On The Monkey

I'm not a betting man, far from it. But I'll wager the fighting monkey against any five, yes five of your wommyn priestesses.

Random Sample of Wommyn Priestesses

Scary crew, ain't they. Bets on?

LSP

Grilling & Fishing

Mothers Day was all about church, grilling, and mothers. Well done, women, without you we wouldn't be here. Speaking of women, Alyssa Milano's gone on a sex-strike because Georgia doesn't want mothers to kill their babies if they have a heartbeat.

Devil Witch

The cute teen witch, celebrity millionaire socialist isn't going to have any more children, apparently, if she's not allowed to kill them in the Peach State. Strange, satanic, and demented? Yes, but nonetheless true.

Soldiers Bluff

Hollywood logic aside, today dawned bright and clear and seemed right to go fishing, which is what we did. Soldiers Bluff was pretty much flooded thanks to climate change, and hungry fish were cruising through the shallows foraging for food. 

Big excitement as a catfish struck and tore off with the hook; rod double, bring that fish in! But no, line and hook somehow separated. Perhaps the cat was a magician or I need to tie better knots or both, who knows. 

Flooded Thanks To Climate Change

Still, good action and the Cadet had a similar experience with a Leviathan Carp. Enormous great beast, leaping and thrashing on the end of the line only to escape.

Beat The Drum

We closed out on the other side of the dam, where water from lake Whitney was roaring into the Brazos and ultimately to Houston. I caught a drum and then it was time to head for home, all well with the world. Unless you're in Houston, which is flooded.

Tight lines,

LSP

Musical Interlude

Masked men shivered.... open up your dam express car... We will burn your train to cinders.

Take note, "Brennan," if that's your real name, which we doubt. In the meanwhile, check this out for some Wild West.

God bless,

LSP

It's FREEZING

It wasn't easy driving to the Open Range Cowboy Church men's breakfast this morning. That's because this part of Texas is now a frozen tundra. 

Look, A Leering Liar

Seriously, it's freezing, the heat's on in the house and everyone's wearing fleeces and down vests. May in Texas, go figure. You'd think, wouldn't you, that the sheer volume of hot, stinking  air coming out  Lyin' Comey, Congress, globalist NWO RINOS and their agitprop shills in the media would warm the atmos rather than chill it, but no.

The Russians Did It

Regardless, this rarely read mind blog isn't about the devolution of civil discourse and politics in what passes for Western Civ at this point in time, no, it's about the weather. And I tell you, it's FREEZING, for Texas.

Cozy Compound

The fires are lit here at the Compound and the team's about to sit down for a warming bowl of chili and cornbread.We will survive this freeze and emerge from the igloo strengthened in spirit. Seeing Goofy Lyin' Comey in jail won't hurt either.

Snowmobiles Forever,

LSP

Revolution!

Is there a contradiction inherent within Anarcho-Marxism? Discuss. In the meanwhile, here's a helpful infographic.

God bless,

LSP

We Are Underwater Now

Roaring in the heavens, consternation and turbulence on the face of the waters and distress amongst men. It's a lot like the battle of Jutland, but no, this isn't a famous naval engagement, it's just Dallas in the ferocious grip of a Spring storm.

It started around 3.00 am with the crash of thunder and a mighty deluge of rain, shaking the wooden frame of Ma LSP's urban HQ, and it hasn't stopped. Tornadoes are likely, to say nothing of flood damage as God takes just vengeance on the Demoncrats of Winnetka Heights.

Undaunted, I drove to the nearest pick 'n steal for coffee and a scout 'round the neighborhood. Was there a kind of poetry in the sheer number of faux-mex Beto signs being washed away in the flood into the nearest storm drain? Sure there was, and it's gratifying to see the preposterous fake Mexican going the same way as Abortion Barbie. Remember her? No, neither do we.

Regardless, Blue Kriegsmarine isn't fazed by the storm and somehow manages to keep himself from savaging a large plush pug which rests on guard by the fridge in the kitchen. Strange but true.

In other exciting news, the Army cleverly presented the boy to MEPS with incomplete paperwork, so there's a slight delay. He's with a recruiter now, sorting it out.

Swim on,

LSP

In The Caring Hands Of USGOV

The phone rang, it was a call from Calgary, "Hey dad, it's John, I want to go to Texas and join the Army." I thought about this for a second, "That's great, son, but I thought you wanted to be in a Scandinavian Death Metal band?" No, apparently that laudable ambition had palled.

Just Say No To Death Metal, Or Not, Your Call

The Cadet duly got in touch with a recruiter in Dallas, explaining that he was fed up with being what he called "a hippy" and two months later, last Wednesday, flew through thunder and lightning into the Metrosprawl. 

Boy Needs A Day On The Lake

I drove him over to the recruiters the next day, strike while the iron's hot sort of thing, and all went well. The various Sergeants were pleased to work with a kid who had a high ASVAB score, and sorted out dates for a D-Lab test (linguistic aptitude) and MEPS.

A Typical Church BBQ

So, after a whirlwind weekend of church BBQs and Mass in the rural haven of Hill County, I delivered an apprehensive Cadet into the tender hands of USGOV. Let the selection process begin! 

States Rights

We'll know by Tuesday if MI's the immediate way forward or, failing that, Signals. Then, all things being equal, he should be sworn in Wednesday afternoon and have a date to report for Basic. It's a big step for the young 'un and I respect it, LL even composed a moving poem in the style of a haiku to mark the occasion:

Concentrated mist.

A clear jewel on a leaf.

Drip!

The river begins.

Let's see. In the meanwhile, well done John, 10 out 10 for good effort in the right direction. Stay tuned for the next installment.

God bless,

LSP

Why Are You Traitors Not In Jail?

Good question. These unnelected Deep State MillSoc traitors thought they could overthrow an elected president in a two-bit intel coup, such is hubris. But the Comint Statute suggests otherwise.

(a) Whoever knowingly and willfully communicates, furnishes, transmits, or otherwise makes available to an unauthorized person, . . . any classified information—

(1) concerning the nature, preparation, or use of any code, cipher, or cryptographic system of the United States or any foreign government; or

(2) concerning the design, construction, use, maintenance, or repair of any device, apparatus, or appliance used or prepared or planned for use by the United States …or

(3) concerning the communication intelligence activities of the United States or any foreign government; or

(4) obtained by the processes of communication intelligence . . .

 Shall be fined under this title or imprisoned not more than ten years, or both.

Shall be fined under this title or imprisoned not more than ten years, or both. Yes, please.

Pitch forks and torches on the Mall, anyone?

Declassify,

LSP

Russia Launches Beluga Whales At Western Socialism

Far from resting on his laurels, former KGB strongman Vladimir Putin wasn't content with victoriously installing a Kremlin agent in the White House. He had to go one step further in his bid for total, absolute power by recruiting innocent sea creatures. 

Norway

Shocked Norwegian fishermen discovered at least one beluga whale wearing what appears to be a spy harness, specially fitted to allow Muscovite surveillance. While examining the harness, alarmed scientists discovered cyrillic code, which translated read "Equipment of St. Petersburg." 

Typical Russian Asset

Top scientists believe the whale was part of a Russian naval spying project, intended to subjugate the free atheist nations of the socialist West to a 13% flat tax and Eastern Orthodoxy. But while Belugas are suited to operations in the frozen Arctic, they're less suited to the globally warmed south.

Said one expert, "Belugas are ideal for operations in the Arctic where they are specially adapted to surviving in the harsh environment. Being relatively slow swimmers, Belugas are less suited to some marine mammal missions such as intercepting and marking enemy combat divers."

Putin With Assets

Whether Russia's desperate and risible attempt to subvert the democratic socialism of the West through its patriarchal oppression of sea creatures remains to be seen.

But our cry is simple. Destroy and smash the aquatic hotbeds of oppression, crush the recidivist forces of the enemy and its Hillary-defeating puppet so that, at last, we can be free.

13% Flat Tax And Mass Going Catholic To Boot

Aquatically,

LSP

Roof Top Koreans

During the 1992 LA riots, busloads of Oppressed Minority launched mindless human wave looting attacks on the neighborhoods they lived in. 

Typical Koreans On A Roof In LA

They targeted successful stores owned by Koreans because they wanted to steal the Koreans' stuff. All that free plunder waitin' for the takin'.

A Korean Going Roof

But the Koreans didn't want to give all their stuff to the Oppressed Minority attacking them in busloads, and called the cops. The cops didn't come or ran away. They were scared of the Oppressed Minority.

Note Hunting Rifle And Double On The Roof

Not the Koreans, who got on their roofs and shot the Oppressed Minority until the Oppressed Minority got the message and ran away. The Oppressed Minority doesn't mess with Koreans anymore in case they go "roof."

Happy Days On The Roof

There's not only a movie but a moral to this edifying tale.

Your Old Friend,

LSP