Tuesday, February 25, 2025

Take Out The Trash

 



Keen-eyed readers of this shallow mind blog may recognize the headline as a veiled admonition to go to Confession, and so we should in case of grievous sin. That in mind, perhaps you've noticed news of pervert kink treason in the sacred rainbow halls of our beloved Intel Community:



 Well that's nasty, it get's worse:



Here at the Compound OPERATION CLEAN UP has moved into phase 2, and we're getting rid of the dirt. Good luck, Tulsi, on cleansing the above Augean Stable. What filth, and to think, paid for by you, the taxpayer.  They're laughing at us. No, I take that back, they really hate us.

Throw this garbage out.

Yours,

LSP


PS. Long ago, back in the halcyon days of the 90s. I smashed a glass at a clergyman's house in Maryland, "Well," I exclaimed, "At least it wasn't family crystal." He looked at me, "We don't have any." Oops.

Monday, February 24, 2025

Clean Up The Compound

 



Now look here, so-called 'LSP,' all that silver and crystal ain't gonna clean itself. To say nothing of guns, if you still shoot, which we doubt. Admonition in mind, I set about cleaning the Compound today, polishing the sterling, shining the floorboards, and glinting up the glassware.




Must get more and better servants, I uttered grimly, all the while polishing mahogany, cleaning up Steuben, it glitters, and making silver shine. And don't forget guns; clean those dirty beasts to inspection level. Good work, Commandant. Next step? Vacuum all those Moslem rugs and take the cleanliness evolution upstairs, to the rooms of the Mess.




Well, whoever said life'd be easy, eh? So we clean our houses in the same kind of way that that the house of government should've been clean but most clearly wasn't, up until now, we hope. Speaking of which, what's you're take on Bongino?

Cheers,

LSP

Sunday, February 23, 2025

Suicide Machine?

 


A human zoo, a suicide machine?




Say no, and rise up against the Satanists who hate and would destroy you.


Your Old Friend,

LSP

Love Your Enemies - A Short Sunday Homily



"Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you," turn the other cheek, says Jesus, and it sounds a bit like a pacifist manifesto, but isn't. Our Lord is not issuing a divine command to the Joint Chiefs of Staff forbidding the use of lethal force in a just war or self-defense. He is ordering us to love our enemies, which means willing what's good for them and acting accordingly.

This doesn't mean we've got to like or agree with them, much less feel romantically inclined towards them, but we must will and act in their best interest as opposed to lashing out in wrathful hate-filled vengeance upon them when they attempt to destroy us. So tempting, don't do it. Our Lord sums up the spirit of the thing:


Be merciful, even as your Father is merciful. Judge not, and you will not be judged; condemn not, and you will not be condemned; forgive, and you will be forgiven..."

 

Love, mercy,  forgiveness. Divine values which conform our hearts to the heart of Christ, instead of the satanic anti-values, vices, of hatred, vengeance and wrath. Embrace the former. That in mind, a churchman came up to me after Mass and said:

"Father LSP, I've thought a lot about those verses and know them by heart, but here's the thing. A few years back someone stole all the tools out of the back of my truck in Itasca," bear in mind, readers, that this is a contractor who needs those tools for his livelihood. He continued, "Well, we got his license plate on a game cam and reported it to the police, who did nothing."

"Huh," I replied, "That's entirely useless," and he agreed, "Right, so what we did was trace that plate to an address, a meth lab, loaded up with AR15s and shotguns and paid those boys a night time visit." I pondered the scene: 

Midnight, meth lab, pock-marked malfeasants cooking away under fluorescents with a shop full of stolen tools as our guys turn up, weapons hot, "What then?" My friend looked me in the eye and said, "They gave us our tools back. Was I wrong, Father?" I looked him right back in the eye and replied, "No, you were not. Good thing the place didn't blow up, eh?"

If you had told me, back in the early '90s, that I'd be a rural mission priest in North Central Texas some 30 years later, I'd have laughed. You know what? I'm not complaining.

Here Endeth The Lesson,

LSP

Saturday, February 22, 2025

US And Europe

 


I say again.



This is, punters, a Royale with Cheese. But totally your call. In the meanwhile, sit back and enjoy the show. I, for one, am enjoying the dismantling of our beloved Bureaucratic State, deep or otherwise.

Whatever, you get the point. Because metric system.

Rock On,

LSP

Abolish The IRS And All Of That

 



Go back in time, punters, back to the misty, trans dementia days of the Biden administration. Remember them? I do, though the memory's vague and indistinct; still, some things emerge out of the miasma, like the IRS hiring 87,000 agents to take your money.

Who would've thought, back then, that reversing 1913 and abolishing the IRS would be out there and on the table. Yet here we are, remarkable. In related news, a young Sergeant tells me, he's Signals, that a number of trannies have been given AAMs (Army Achievement Medal) and let go. Bye-bye.




Speaking of which, there seems to be an issue with non-combat arms. You'd expect, let the reader understand, that Expeditionary Signals would be combat trained and proficient, if only at a basic level. As opposed to being... something else. 

You can bet your M4 that Russkie Signals in UKR know how to use a weapon. Maybe Hegseth will look into this issue.

Arduus Ad Solem,

LSP

Friday, February 21, 2025

You Shouldn't Do That

 



Do you think, dear friends, that some kind of switch flipped and DJT was allowed to take power? That the Deep State is and was controlled by a deeper State?  You know, they got fed up with  green trans agitprop and the Zelensky fraud.





Just putting it out there, don't say audit the Pentagon.


LSP

Thursday, February 20, 2025

European Elite Hate This

 

Ave


Less than a 70 years ago, well within living memory, Russia lay under the blood-stained tyranny of the  Bolsheviks and their successors. Those devils hated the Faith and attempted to stamp it out. They failed. Now their cousins in Corporate Rainbow Marxist Europa are howling and shrieking over the prospect of America walking away from its proxy war on Christian Russia.


you are utter fools if you think you can defeat this

Howl, shriek and rage all you want, Eurocrats, why should we pay a single penny in defense of the European Trans Rainbow? So go on, Brussels, London, Berlin, Paris and beyond, and send your mighty armies to Ost Front. Oops, you don't have armies because all those immigrant votes don't come cheap. Maybe you shoulda done the math.

Filioque,

LSP

It's Freezing

 



It's freezing here, seriously freezing, there's ice in the dog's water bowl and snow on the ground. "What is this," I thought to myself grimly, "North Central Texas or Ice Station Zebra?" The latter, apparently, and here we are at the Compound wrapped in layers of protective clothing against the biting cold and piercing wind. What's happened?

Clearly this. Our Old Enemy the Weather decided to change, outraged at being cheated of EPA billions. Tribute denied, it changed the climate. So yes, the War on Weather continues, with hardy Texans ice fishing on Lake Whitney, doing their best just to keep alive in the new Ice Age.


some guy's photo of our W Nelson muriel

In related news, the UK's committed itself to producing zero carbon emissions by 2030, or something like that. So the Sceptered Isle's going to end family farming because kill all Kulaks and cover the land with wind turbines and solar panels. That'll save the planet, obviously, and who knows, maybe all the rainbow energy will power Two-Tier Kier's mighty army all the way to Moscow itself. 




I pondered all of this as a cold sun set in the rear-view after Mass, the revealed Word proclaimed and Sacrament confected. No small thing, the Mass must go on, even in the face of our ancient adversary, the Weather.

ICE,

LSP

Kash Confirmed

 



Kash in at the FBI by 51-47 votes.

Let's go,

LSP

Not One More Cent

 



I don't recall voting to give Cocainsky a single cent. Here's Douglas McGregor:


Let's keep in mind Zelensky represents transgender-ism, LGBTQ on steroids, the destruction of religion in his own country and widespread censorship.

All of these things were celebrated by the elites in Europe who are now angry that they have been excluded. 

All of these people are on borrowed time.

 

In the meanwhile, European rulers and the marionette MSM are seething and raging at the prospect of peace in the Ukraine and broader American/Russian detente. Seethe and rage all you like, you irrelevants, as you remember NATO without the US amounts to effectively nothing.

Not One More Cent,

LSP

Tuesday, February 18, 2025

Fire On The Mountain

 



Let's hear it for MTB and all you horsemen out there, not least Bud Munroe, Ronnie Storrs, Oswald Clarke, June Jordan, Phyllis Lewis and on. RIP. Speaking of which, I recall meeting Clarke for lunch at the Cav & Guards Club in London, back in the far off, misty days of the '90s.




We walked up the illustrious stairwell of the Club, overwatched by paintings of famous charges and I remarked, foolishly, "That must have been quite a thing." Clarke replied, "Of course, but not much use against tanks. We trained to do just that on the Downs in the '30s." And so he had.




After Beef Wellington at the bar, delicious, we retired to a quiet part of the Club because "they do bellow so." What a gentleman of the old school. He was, I understand, both surprised and pleased that I became a horseman in subsequent years and was, to his dying day, a stalwart defender of the Catholic Faith as received by Anglicanism. Rest in peace.

Riding now? There's been an hiatus since an incident with a mad Arab, but plans are afoot to visit the Clubs of the old Raj and put heel to stirrup.

Don't Fall Off,

LSP


PS. Apologies to WSF who's forgotten more about horsemanship than I will ever know.

Time To Audit Time To Jail

 



Is this true?


Chelsea Clinton receives an annually-recurring funding from USAID, allocated by Obama for her Foundation, which provides afternoon meals to children in Africa, India, and Bangladesh.

However, as of today, the reported number of meals served stands at 11,886, implying an astonishing cost of $1,410 per meal.


Net Worth $70 Million

Husband Net Worth $45 Million

Inheritance $52 million

USAID Earnings $3.9 Million per year

Real Estate Assets $25 million

Monthly Spends $100,000

Car Collection Eight


And of course there's absolutely nothing Deep State corrupt about the Clinton Foundation, at all. In  related news, those lovable pranksters at DOGE discovered the Treasury's sent out 4.7 TN$ in untraceable payments to, errrr, someone. 4.7 TRILLION to persons and parties unknown. That's equivalent to an entire year of US tax revenue, and we haven't even gotten to the Pentagon.

We have to ask; if  rampant, egregious, underhanded, systemic, fraud, corruption and grift were cut out root and branch, would we be running a grievous, country-destroying national debt? Serious question, punters. 

Let's see our money back,

LSP

Monday, February 17, 2025

God Save The Tzar

 



Maybe you scorn antichrist. That in mind, God save the Tzar and the holy martyrs of the Russian Royal Family who fell to demonic red rage.

Pay attention and salute:  




Woe to you, Red Devils, the Romanovs will follow you like Furies. Your witchcraft will fall in on itself.

Боже, Царя храни!

LSP

Presidents Day Steak




Can you afford steak, fellow serfs? Hardly, but if you're clever enough you can find it on deal at Brookshires, which is a kind of supermarket in North Central Texas. I bought a 4 pack of strips for 20 bucks, not bad, and here's one way to cook 'em.




Yes, Heavy Metal style. First, pat the room temp steaks dry, apply salt and pepper to both sides, add olive oil to your cast iron skillet, then heat that beast up until it's smoking hot. Apply steaks to skillet, observe them sizzling for two minutes like a forward observer and then flip, adding a generous cut of butter to the seared side. 




Then let those bad boys do their thing for another two minutes, that's it, two minutes max. Then remove from heat. Let 'em rest, tented with foil, for 5 or so minutes, and fall upon your scoff.

Like a warrior,

LSP

Sunday, February 16, 2025

America Meets Europe



So, Rainbow Garden Fortress Europa's sidelined, excluded from UKR peace talks. Here's a video, check it out:




Do enjoy the infovid, and OK, perhaps this sub par post's an excuse to broadcast the awesome Pulp Fiction. 

Cheers,

LSP

Starmer Goes Ost Front

 


What? This nutgoon doesn't even have an actual army. Like WTAF. Perhaps the mighty UK will defeat Putin with its Hi-Viz vests. FFS, try not to throw up as you laugh in your mouths. 

Ostfront, 

LSP

BUSTED

 




There they were, sitting on an unelected deep state slush fund, their causes paid for by you, the US taxpayer. How do you feel about your hard earned cash going to fund the rainbow? I don't like it, though you might. Look, here's a parable in film:




Best,

LSP

Saturday, February 15, 2025

The Armed Forces Of Europe

 



The ambisexual, cocaine raddled, US rainbow proxy Vladimir Cocainsky's just advocated for a European Army to replace NATO. Why would the Powder Fuhrer say such a thing? Because obviously high and because its sugar daddy, you the US taxpayer, have had enough of fueling his addiction. No moar billions for you, Cocainsky.

Euro Rainbow Elites are howling, raging, seething. How dare the US not defend their plucky little laundry wash casino. Well it's an easy equation, Russia vastly outperforms the Rainbow West when it comes to, errrr, manufacturing. They still have factories that make things like ammo and tanks, unlike the EU. So without the US, where's this EU Trans Army gonna come from?




Good question. The UK doesn't have an Army anymore, maybe 50k combat troops max, the Germans are just as useless and the French? Well, it's hardly Old Guard. Who knows, maybe the indefatigable Poles will step up to the plate and conquer Lvov. Oops, not narrative.

So where's Euro grandstanding left after JDV's scolding? In no good place. One pal from the UK reckoned they might pitch to Chyna. Good luck with that.




In the meanwhile, Europoors aren't invited to the peace summit in Saudi because they don't matter. No troops, no industry, no ammo, no relevance, you see.

Your Pal,

LSP