Monday, April 14, 2014

Unholy Week

Gene Robinson & Mark

President Obama, Rainbow Ruler of the world's Magical Unicorn Herd, thought he'd get Holy Week off to a good start by inviting the most famous gay bishop ever, Gene Robinson, to give the closing prayer at the White House Easter Prayer Breakfast.

One of the Herd
Robinson, who broadcast the news via Twitter, was apparently surprised at the Rainbow Ruler's invite. OMG, Gene.


The question is, what God was he praying to? 

LSP

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Bundy Ranch

Thanks, ZeroHedge

What's this! The Bureau of Land Management (BLM) has backed off on Operation Seize Cattle after... after... after it was revealed that the leader of the Senate's son had brokered a deal with the Chicoms to set up a solar power plant on the land. The phrase "sheer, brazen, lies," springs to mind.

Harry "Chicom" Reid

Seems that the BLM's official reason, to "save" the rare desert tortoise, holds about as much water as Sibelius having to step down as the leaderene of the HHS because of the rip-roaring success of Obamacare.

Desert Tortoise

Have a blessed Palm Sunday and Holy Week,

LSP

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Hunt On



Legend has it that most of the world's Auodads live in Texas, as opposed to their native North Africa. That may or may not be true, but it's rare to get an invite to an Aoudad hunt and I wasn't slow to refuse. Good fun at a friend's ranch and a chance to shoot the wiley, skittish, North African mountain goat. So I loaded up the truck with guns and headed south.

Where's the pigs?

The first day we drove about in GWB's truck, scouting around, hoping for hogs and sure enough, a big black pig broke cover in front of the vehicle and out we got, fast as you like. Safety off, shoot! But the animal was moving fast and lived to fight again another day. Same story with a turkey, but this time a shot connected and the bird went down. Brisk business and a good result. Well done GWB.

Turkey

The next day it was Aoudads. We spent some time in a blind but didn't shoot. Long story short; it didn't seem right to take the shot and we packed up, full of Aoudad tension, to break for lunch, the plan being to get out again in the afternoon. I was going to skip, thanks to a deadline, but our Guide, TRF, (Top Ranch Foreman) suggested I come out for "a quick circle." 

LSP
Soon enough we were in the truck and on an Aoudad, half-hidden behind a bush on a bluff at around 150 yards. This was my shot and I didn't have time for another, thanks to the deadline, so it had to be right. I held on the animal's left shoulder and squeezed the trigger. Remember, it's not every day that you get to do this; was the shot on? Well, I didn't see the beast go down.

Well Done CML!

We clambered up the bluff to find out what had happened. I felt I'd shot high and missed but before long we found a significant amount of blood. The goat had been hit, but where was the body? Nowhere, apparently, and I began to think that I'd wounded it, which is a nightmare. But, if it had run off wounded, where was the blood-trail? It wasn't there. A disturbing mystery. 

GWB & TRF

My Wittgenstinian ally, GWB, solved it by looking over the edge of the bluff. Being a fan of formal logic, he'd worked out that the blood-trail must be where we weren't looking. The only place was over the bluff, and there it was, caught in its horns by a thicket; I'll leave you to enjoy the Abrahamic parallel. It wasn't large, but I'd killed it cleanly with a shoulder-shot and it was the animal that presented itself to me. 

MM got the Trophy

For me the hunt was over, but the rest of our party got to work, bringing in successively larger beasts as the day went on. The best went to MM, our hostess, who shot a trophy ram at 200 yards at the end of the day. What a good hunt! 4 shots, none easy, and 4 kills, the last being the best of all and that was as it should be; MM had given the invite.

Huge thanks to MM,

LSP





Saturday, April 5, 2014

Confirmed!

Confirmand

One of the many benefits of living in LSPland is that you can give, and get, Confirmation instruction at the range. It's one of Lent's more pleasant duties and it gave me the chance to shoot a Tikka T3, chambered for .270. I liked it, but thought my Remington 700 had a bit more substance -- it's a bit heavier, for a start; I managed to shoot better with the 700, considerably so. Still, that was probably my fault, not the Tikka's.

Senator Yee

In other news, a member of the congregation, who'd just defended her dissertation on the political philosophy of St. Thomas Aquinas, disagreed with me when I suggested our Ruling Elites were somehow "corrupt." I didn't press the point, but I will leave you with California State Senator Leland Yee, who has been indicted for gun-running and corruption.

Shrimp Boy

According to Reuters, Yee was arrested along with Raymond "Shrimp Boy" Chow, a prominent figure in California's criminal underground. Yee is the third California State Senator to face criminal charges this year. He is an enthusiastic supporter of gun control.

I wish that that was all. But it isn't.

God bless,

LSP

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Wrath of God



Heard tell hailstones big as bowling balls been smashing sunroofs in Denton. Wrath of God, friends.

Don't mess with this, fools.

Likewise, Putin, Russia's autocrat, unfurled the banner of the Madonna of Kazan over the Black Sea.

Don't mess with that, Banksters.

LSP

Monday, March 31, 2014

Alright There



So what's been going on in LSPland? Lent, obviously. Also some shooting and some not very successful small game hunting, but hey, it's good to get out in the field.


And some riding. About time too! 


I've been offered a Foundation Quarterhorse gelding and have a good mind to take it on, but first things first, let's meet the creature.


Have a blessed Lent,

LSP

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Ordinary Russians Scorn Obama

Ordinary Russian

While Russian leader Putin's inner-circle have responded to President Obama's sanctions by calling the U.S. ruler a "prankster", ordinary Russians are responding in kind, banning "Comrade Obama" from their "amenities", such as workplace cafeterias and toilets.

Obama Sanctioned

Comrade Obama has so far held back from levying sanctions against strongman Vladimir Putin, who is described by some pundits as a "New Constantine."

Russian Street Art

Putin vigorously defends the Church, in contrast to Obama, who attacks it. 

Constantine

But seriously, who would ever have thought that Russia would end up as the defender of Christianity against godless prog left secularism? 

The spirit blows where it wills.

LSP

Sunday, March 16, 2014

The Motherland Awakes

Thanks, Drudge.

Crimea has opted for Russia. It seems they don't want to be part of the EU secularlist supergaystate, but for an anti take, see here. In the meanwhile...



In other news, I've been offered a Foundation Quarterhorse gelding. Walk, trot, canter, gallop, RUN!

Ride on and keep a holy Lent,

LSP

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Boss Hogg

Boss Hogg

The tires on my truck need replacing, so I went to Walmart to look at the Wrangler all-terrains. A kid moves in and stares real intently at the speakers on the rack next to the tires. There we are, I'm checking out the tires and he's dreaming, in Realtree, of audio power. 

car park carry-on

The kid picks up a "roll-back" woofer, holding it up to me in its box like an offering. He looks me in the eye, pauses for courage, and says, "That's what I'm talkin' about," and  I like him for that. He wants powerful sounds in his ride. I have all the approval in the world.



"Oh yeah," I say, with a nod, and we go about our separate ways.

I file this tale under "country life in Texas."

LSP

Monday, March 10, 2014

Lena Dunham, Clay Golem?

Clay Golem

So who is she, this "Lena Dunham"? Just a willing dupe-puppet of the New World Order? Or something more sinister? 

Lena

Like an Illuminati-controlled Clay Golem, conjured up with dark magic from inanimate matter by our Elite Overlords.

The Golem Feeds

Lena Dunham. Human NWO shill, or Clay Golem. You, the reader, be the judge.

LSP

Sunday, March 9, 2014

Temptation in the Wilderness

Sinai

After Christ was baptized by John, He was driven into the wilderness by the Spirit where He was tempted by Satan. "If you are the Son of God," said the Opposition, turn these stones into bread, throw yourself from the Temple and finally, on the mountain, "fall down and worship me" in order to gain the power of the world.

Devil Witch?

The temptations follow a diabolical ascension, from stones to mountaintop and, arriving on the summit of wickedness, we find ourselves confronted by an inverse Sinai.

Wolves in Sheep's Clothing

On this evil mountain we find God's commandments reversed; instead of loving Him, we are to worship the Devil and what flows from this? Power, as opposed to love. 

Christ said no to this, and the angels ministered to Him.

God bless,

LSP

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Ash Wednesday



Ash Wednesday is upon us and with it a crashing reminder of our own mortality and the need to repent of past and present wickedness. So, in a penitent attempt to atone for the frivolity and shallowness of this small donut shop on the side of the mighty information super-highway, I'll leave us with some wisdom from the Imitation of Christ:

Dear soul, from what peril and fear you could free yourself, if you lived in holy fear, mindful of your death. Apply yourself so to live now, that at the hour of death, you may be glad and unafraid. Learn now to die to the world, that you may begin to live with Christ. (Romans 6:8) Learn now to despise ail earthly things, that you may go freely to Christ. Discipline your body now by penance, that you may enjoy a sure hope of salvation.

Foolish man, how can you promise yourself a long life, when you are not certain of a single day? (Luke 12:20) How many have deceived themselves in this way, and been snatched unexpectedly from life! You have often heard how this man was slain by the sword; another drowned; how another fell from a high place and broke his neck; how another died at table how another met his end in play. One perishes by fire, another by the sword, another from disease, another at the hands of robbers. Death is the end of all men (Ecclesiasticus 7:2) and the life of man passes away suddenly as a shadow.(Psalm 38:7; 143:4)


Who will remember you when you are dead? Who will pray for you? Act now, dear soul; do all you can; for you know neither the hour of your death, nor your state after death. While you have time, gather the riches of everlasting life. (Luke 12:33; Galatians 6:8) Think only of your salvation, and care only for the things of God. Make friends now, by honouring the Saints of God and by following their example, that when this life is over, they may welcome you to your eternal home.(Luke 16:9)

Keep yourself a stranger and pilgrim upon earth, (I Peter 2:11), to whom the affairs of this world are of no concern. Keep your heart free and lifted up to God, for here you have no abiding city.(Hebrews13:14) Daily direct your prayers and longings to Heaven, that at your death your soul may merit to pass joyfully into the presence of God.

I wish you all a holy and blessed Lent,

LSP

Friday, February 28, 2014

Archbishop of Canterbury Justin Welby, GREY DALEK?

Milling About Aimlessly Like An Out Of Control Dalek


Is Justin Welby,  Archbishop of Canterbury, privileged Etonian, former "finance shark" and top decision-maker of the Anglican Communion, a GREY DALEK?

Typical Grey Dalek

He used to look different. A lot different, back in the '80s. That changed. Replaced by something else. Something grey.

Human Welby

Is Justin Welby, the ruler of the world's third largest Christian denomination, Anglicanism, a human? Or is he a space alien? Maybe a GREY DALEK?

Grey Daleks Milling Around Aimlessly

You, the reader, must decide. 

Grey Dalek?

Is the Archbishop of Canterbury, Justin Welby, a space alien? Or is he a GREY DALEK?

Send your views to lonestarparson@gmail.com

LSP


Thursday, February 27, 2014

Shoot the 700!

1970s Remington 700 ADL, 30-06

The question everyone's asking is, "How does your Remington 700 shoot, LSP?" I went down to my friend's range to find out. Would this '70s gun, complete with its old Redfield Lo-Pro scope, work, I asked myself. To be honest, I wasn't expecting the scope to be up to much after 30+ years of use, but I needn't have worried. Both scope and rifle performed flawlessly, with the former dialing in easily enough.

Nice One

I shot around 50 rounds, with the best shots falling nicely in the X Ring at 100 yards. So what's the verdict?

The Remington 700 ADL, at least in its early '70s incarnation, seems to be a handy, good looking rifle. I especially liked the action, which was fast and smooth, and I liked the feel of the gun, it felt right at the shoulder and came quickly to target. The Lo-Pro isn't bad either, and I'd be interested to see how well its Accu-Trac rangefinder/BDC functions on shots out past 200 yards. But that's for the future. 

X Ring Tomfoolery at 100 yards

In the meanwhile: Is it accurate? Accurate as you like and then some. Does it have power? Yes. Mighty 30-06 power. Would you recommend it to a friend? I most definitely would. Does your shoulder hurt? Yes it does. Maybe I will get a decelerator pad. Has the Remington 700 inspired you to take up distance shooting and hunt more? For sure. I see a lot of game stocking the freezer of the compound in the near future.


So well done, Remington, for producing a fine rifle. The old 700 ADL is a proper little blaster; get one if you can find a decent deal.

Cheers,

LSP

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

New Gun, Remington 700

Remington 700 ADL with Redfield Lo-Pro Scope

I was after a new rifle, something chambered in .308 or .30-06, that wasn't black plastic. Don't get me wrong, I'm sure that the new budget Rugers, Savages, and everything else, are great value for money. I'm sure they shoot much better than I do, but I wanted wood and steel. I think it looks better.



With that in mind, I'd nearly settled on getting a Ruger 77 Hawkeye standard, despite the $800+ price tag, when all of a sudden I see a promising firearm out of the corner my eye as I was browsing the pawn shops. It was a '70s vintage Remington 700 ADL, .30-06, all for the price of a plastic gun. The bore was good, the bluing fine, it had iron sights, and the stock was in decent order. As a bonus, the rifle came with an old Redfield Lo-Pro Accu-Trac scope. Apparently these scopes, with their built-in rangefinder/ballistic compensator, were USMC issue in Vietnam.



Next step? Take the rifle out and shoot it; I'm hoping the scope still works but if not I might mount a Leupold Rifleman, or something similar.

Shoot straight,

LSP