Government Bans Mass on Military Bases

Banned

Apparently the Government isn't shut down enough. In an unprecedented move, the State has banned contract catholic chaplains from celebrating Mass on military bases.

Despite offering their services voluntarily, at no cost to the state, contract chaplains have been forbidden from ministering at military bases during the current Government shutdown. Some see this as an example of the Obama Administration's deep-seated hostility to catholicism.

Not Allowed

According to the President of the Catholic League, Bill Donahue, “In American history there has been no administration more anti-Catholic than the Obama administration. For them to deny Catholic men and women the opportunity of the sacraments and to deal with their prayerful vocations is really a stunning statement.”

Do This, Get Arrested

Catholics account for 25% of U.S. armed forces, but only have some 230 full-time chaplains. To make up for the shortfall, the military hires priests to serve on a contract basis. 

These contract clerics are banned until further notice because the Administration claims it doesn't have the money to pay them, even though the clergy are offering to serve for free.

Yet another reason to shut down this government.

Thanks, Third News, for the tip.

LSP

Less Government, Please. We Can't Afford It!

Random Bear Partisan

I'm hearing these unsettling rumors that the Government is still somehow functioning, even though it's shutdown and closed. How can this be? 

Here's how much our Government spends, visualized as stacks of $100 million pallets. Thanks for the image and figures, Demonocracy:

Spend, Spend, Spend!

Here's the breakdown: 

Defense (Attack)		$902.2 Billion
Health Care		$846.1 Billion
Pensions		$819.7 Billion
Welfare		$451.9 Billion
Interest		$224.8 Billion
Other Spending		$199.6 Billion
Education		$153.1 Billion
Transport		$102.6 Billion
Protection		$62.0 Billion
General Government		$33.6 Billion

Just hypothetically, if the Govenment ever starts again, which I hope it won't, I guess it'll keep on spending increasingly astronomical amounts of money. Where will the cash come from? Print on demand?

Less Government please, we can't afford it.

Have a blessed Feast of St. Francis,

LSP

Government Remnant Barricades Capitol

Last Ditch Defense

Remnant government loyalists have barricaded themselves into last-ditch defensive positions in the nation's capitol, Washington D.C., in a desperate attempt to fight off war veterans.

World War II vets braved threats of arrest and flimsy, ineffective government opposition to pay honor to their fallen comrades.

Victory

"The Germans and the Japanese couldn't contain us. They weren't going to let barriers contain them today," said one Ohio veteran, Lee Armstrong.

In Hiding

The government, led by Al-Quaeda ally, Barak Obama, remains in hiding.

Please don't come back.

LSP

Government Shutdown!

bone idle layabouts

I see we've got rid of the government. About time!!

Free, at last.

LSP

Michaelmas

airborne

Today is the Feast of St. Michael and All Angels (transferred). What are we to make of the angels? Our image of them depends, it seems, on classical antiquity. 

the ole samothrace

Here we find winged supernatural beings, messengers of the Gods, which become messengers of the God, whose perfection demands angelic ubiquity. Every person, Altar, and planet, for example, has its Guardian.

rich old margarine demon

I shouldn't hesitate to invoke that assistance, but be careful how you go.

Defende nos,

LSP

A Nice Day at the Beach

Beach Kit

I went for an armed stroll over at what my philisophical friend, GWB, calls "The Beach." The Beach is this swampy, snakey series of ponds out by Brandon. I thought that there might be fish and possibly dove or other small game, maybe squirrels, rabbits, even an unwiley coyote or a careless hog. You never know.

Gangland

So I got all quiet and tactical and went to scout out the Beach; there were plenty of dog tracks in the dark earth, which was still wet from all too rare rain. A big coyote had passed through recently and as I pondered that I saw a gang of turkeys. They were very unafraid and would have been an easy shot in season. I'll remember that spot for later in the year.

Spot the Bird

At the Beach proper I was disappointed to see there weren't any fish, but there was a large turtle who eyed me quizzically from the turgid depths of the pond. The air was thick with dragon flies and I waited, still, in the silence, which became loud with insects and birds.

The Beach

If I'd waited long enough something would have shown up and I would have shot it, but I picked my way through the swampy brush, keeping an eye out for arrowheads and associated archeology. You never know what you'll find, certainly not any dove, annoyingly.

I see there's a Putinist subculture in America. Well go figure.

Good hunting,

LSP

Go on, Piers, Take the Challenge!

Self-Obsessed

Infowars' Alex Jones has thrown down the gauntlet, inviting his unpopular rival and well-known Illuminati shill, CNN's Piers Morgan, to a vaccine challenge. Jones is is offering the disliked expat Brit $1 million dollars to take 1000 vaccine shots over two weeks.

Tanking

Piers Morgan was once Editor of the left-leaning Daily Mirror, before being forced to resign over fake stories of British troops torturing Jihadi terrorists. Known by many as the "most hated man in journalism," Morgan was the target of an unsuccessful campaign to have him deported back to the U.K.

Illuminati Shill

Despite popular grass-roots attempts to remove him, Piers Morgan remains in the U.S., where he champions gun control, the New World Order, and vaccinations. After early successes with Oprah Winfrey and iconic radio personality, Howard Stern, Morgan's ratings have been dismal.

So come on, Piers. Turn those ratings around and take the Vaccine Challenge! Or go back to England, or both.

LSP

Sunday Carp Fishing

Aquilla Tailrace

It's not always possible, but I like to shoot, ride or fish after Sunday's Masses. If I lived in a city, like London, or even Dallas, things might be different, but here in the country it makes sense to get out and enjoy yourself in a field sports kind of way. At least it does to me.

Shooting Bag

With that in mind I decided to go carp fishing at lake Aquilla's tailrace; I knew the carp were there because I've seen them, lots of them, gliding like submarines under the water and scooting along the banks of the channel. No doubt about it, sure as you can say "Jihadi Savages" or "Pelosianite Space Creature," you can say for a surety that carp are there in that water.

Relax

I rigged up a couple of rods and to European carp experts my setup will seem childishly crude: 2 Shakespeare Ugly Sticks, one a baitcaster, the other a spinner, each with 12 lb mono ending in a barrel swivel, followed by a braid leader and a #10 treble hook. No weight. The idea behind the weightless rig being that it won't spook the cautious carp, likewise with the small hook and braid leader. Nothing fancy for bait, just corn loaded onto the hooks. 

Carp Action!

Did the rig work? Sure enough, as the sun began to set and the fish started to jump, one of the lines went tight, the drag opened up and there was a carp on the hook. It was a good fight, not as aggressively scrappy as some Bass but still, plenty of go. I put it back, which some people don't do because they think carp are "trash fish." I'm against that; they can be eaten and they make good game fish, apart from anything else, so let the creature go to live and fight again another day.

Heading for Home

Soon it was getting dark and I headed for home, well satisfied with the carp result and an evening by the water.

Fish on,

LSP

The State Is Your Friend.

Nice Little Bass

I got up at a ridiculously early hour, braved Battle of Britain traffic to get to church, said Mass, had a coffee, went to a lake and caught a fish. I feel somehow pleased with that progression. 

The State Loves You

It would have been better, obviously, if I'd managed to shoot something, but all good things in their time.

Dementor

Less pleasing is the new comsymp lib/progressivist dinner party trick of referring to the Government as our "Federal Family." What? Look here, you lot, the State isn't your friend. It can't be, because it's not a person. Neither, of course, is Nancy Pelosi, but we've known that for years.

Speaking of which, when will the Lord call her "back home"?

Cheers,

LSP 

Time Traveler McCain Blasts Putin!

Time Traveler?

Senator John "Weathervane" McCain has blasted Vladimir Putin in his reply to the Russian leader's touchdown scoring op-ed in the New York Times. 

Entitled, "Why Russians deserve better than McCain Putin," McCain's reply was written for Pravda.ru, a well-loved online successor to the famous Soviet newspaper of the same name. In his article, McCain criticizes Putin for being against gay sex and the female Punk band, Pussy Riot, who blasphemed the Virgin Mary in Moscow's cathedral and were imprisoned. 

Vladimir Putin, Reincarnation of St. Paul?

The Senator goes on to launch a blistering attack against Vladimir Putin.

"President Putin doesn't believe in these values because he doesn't believe in you. He doesn't believe that human nature at liberty can rise above its weaknesses and build just, peaceful, prosperous societies. Or, at least, he doesn't believe Russians can. So he rules by using those weaknesses, by corruption, repression and violence. He rules for himself, not you."

Pravda, which means "truth" in Russian, was quick to run reactions to the Senator's article. "Vladimir Putin wins presidential elections," quipped one columnist, "Senator McCain loses them."

Bear Rider v. Rainbow Pony 

Experts have questioned John McCain's temporal point of origin, with several chronometrists arguing that the Senator was genetically engineered in 2086 and warped back in time, in a failed future-world bid to change U.S. and Russian Presidential history. 

From the Future?

Vladimir Putin, hailed by some as the reincarnation of St. Paul, remains in power, with political pundits speculating on the possibility of his election to yet another term  in Russia's highest office. 

LSP

No Desertion, No Surrender

Solemn High Mass

The Society of the Holy Cross, (SSC) is a priestly society founded in 19th Century England to defend and strengthen the spiritual life of its members and promote the catholic faith and mission of the Church. The Society's spread beyond England and includes an American Province, which met this week in Dallas. 

Some of the Crew, Requiem

I was Head of Transport and chartered a school bus to ferry the priests about from hotel to church. "Are you on the bus, or off the bus?!?" was my Keseyite cry. They mostly were, though some rented cars and many of the Texans had their own trucks. 

View over Oak Lawn

The SSC motto is No Desertion, No Surrender! Part of that means no goof-off rainbow clowns.

Goof-Off Rainbow Clown

God bless,

LSP

Please Take Him Back

Illunimati Shill

Please, Great Britain, please take him back.

LSP