Patriarchal Wisdom

Listen up, you heathen. Here's the Patriarch of Constantinople dispensing incarnational Christmas wisdom.

Neither the tragic experience of violence and reduction of the human person, nor the proclamation of noble ideals have prevented the continuation of aggression and war, the exaltation of power and the exploitation of one another. Nor again have the domination of technology, the extraordinary achievements of science, and economic progress brought social justice and the peace that we so desire. Instead, in our time, the indulgence of the affluent has increased and globalization is destroying the conditions of social cohesion and harmony...

In the Church, we experience freedom through Christ, in Christ and with Christ. And the very summit of this freedom is the place of love, which “does not seek its own” but “derives from a pure heart.” Whoever depends on himself, seeks his own will, and is self-sufficient—whoever pursues deification by himself and congratulates himself—only revolves around himself and his individual self-love and self-gratification; such a person only sees others as a suppression of individual freedom. Whereas freedom in Christ is always oriented to one’s neighbor, always directed toward the other, always speaks the truth in love. The aim of the believer is not to assert his or her rights, but rather “to follow and fulfill the rights of Christ” in a spirit of humility and thanksgiving.

This truth about the life in Christ, about freedom as love and love as freedom, is the cornerstone and assurance for the future of humankind. When we build on this inspired ethos, we are able to confront the great challenges of our world, which threaten not only our well-being but our very survival.

The truth about the “God-man” is the response to the contemporary “man-god” and proof of our eternal destination proclaimed by the Holy and Great Council of the Orthodox Church (Crete, 2016): “The Orthodox Church sets against the ‘man-god’ of the contemporary world the ‘God-man’ as the ultimate measure of all things. “We do not speak of a man who has been deified, but of God who has become man.” The Church reveals the saving truth of the God-man and His body, the Church, as the locus and mode of life in freedom, “speaking the truth in love,” and as participation even now on earth in the life of the resurrected Christ.”

The truth about the "God-man" is the response to the contemporary "man-god" and proof of our eternal destination... Outstanding and you can read the whole thing here. 

As a parting shot, what does the Patriarch's "man-god" look like? Hint, it likes to ride a unicorn en lieu of an eyes wide shut, Rothschild supplied driver but don't ask Welby, he doesn't know.

God bless,

LSP

You Miserable Offender

Have a look at this miserable orange offender; here's a closeup of the little beast.

It came on yesterday, signifying a "cylinder 6 misfire."

Everywhere Else Was Shut Or Booked

Spark plug, coil or something else? Let's see.

Stay, ahem, tuned and pray that all those sealed indictments mean LOCK HER UP.

God bless,

LSP

Happy New Year MAGA!

Here it is, New Years and it's only natural to count the blessings of the past year, such as criminal Hillary not being the President. Check out this video, thanks to Adrienne, and see if you agree.

Watch to the end and notice the irenic tone of the infovid; resist the temptation to "school" our loser Hillaryite friends and "heal" instead.

Perhaps this famous Trump election night anthem will help the process as we move into 2018.

Dance on and death to the Illuminati NWO elite.

Happy New Year!

MAGA,

LSP

New Years Eve Ice Age Eschaton

Thanks a lot, so-called General "Flynn," if that's your real name, which we doubt. Thanks to you and the Russians we're entering a new Ice Age and no, this isn't Oymyakon, it's rural Texas and there's ice on the rig.

In fact there's snow, drifting wildly against Blue Icebreaker's leash on the front office porch. I know, it's badly in need of paint and that should have happened by now; who knows, maybe it'll all be over by Spring. In the meanwhile, c'mon, Lupe, finish the job.

Ice, paint and snow aside, there's a roast in the oven and Yorkshire Pudding batter chilling in the fridge. Our plan is to eat like warriors. But in the meanwhile, where's that good old Global Warming?

Have a blessed and happy New Year.

Rave on,

LSP

Farmers Markets? Pack Up And Go, Racists

Just when you thought it was safe to buy some farm fresh tomatoes, free of the chains of Big Food, you're brought up short. You see, farmers markets are racist. We know this thanks to two San Diego State University profs.

Farmers markets, say the brainy professors, are "white spaces where the food consumption habits of white people are normalized.”

See? You thought you were simply buying fruit and veg in an effort to bypass the massive food conglomerates and encourage local produce. But no, you were just encouraging "whiteness." You can check out the San Diego buffoons on Campus Reform.

While you're at it, don't forget the ivory towers of Brown and its latest fauxcahontas initiative. Race, readers, is as fluid as gender itself. Just ask Rachel Dolezal or, for that matter, the curiously named Brown.

From left to right, Rachel Dolezal, Rachel Dolezal

It costs somewhere in the region of $67k a year to attend Brown. Rachel Dolezal, who is white but became brown, didn't go to school there, oddly. 

Make of that what you will,

LSP

Fire It Up

There's the fender, the "dogs" and the ancient fire tools from the time your ancestors conquered this land, or bought them in a street market in Brussels or Oklahoma City or wherever; doesn't matter, dammit. Where's the fire?!?

I've argued this for years, "Clean out the flu, light the fire; it'll be better, warmer." But no, a feeble gaslight rules.

Now that we've had a year of MAGA this should and must change. Real fires, please.

America First,

LSP

Kwanzaa And The Holy Innocents

I know, I know, you're all getting down with ahem, "Dr." Karenga's awesomely made up Kwanzaa, which some argue isn't celebrated by anyone other than white liberals and perhaps the FBI. But spare a thought for the Holy Innocents while you're at it.

Here's the Collect of the day and another for the Octave.

O God, Whose praise the martyred innocents did this day proclaim, not by speaking, but by dying, do to death in us all the malice of sinfulness, that our lives may also proclaim Thy faith, which our tongues profess. Through our Lord Jesus Christ, Thy Son, Who liveth and reigneth with Thee. in the unity of the Holy Ghost, God, world without end.

Grant, we beseech Thee, almighty God, that the new birth of Thine only-begotten Son in the flesh may set us free, who are held by the old bondage under the yoke of sin. Through the same Lord Jesus Christ Thy Son, Who liveth and reigneth with Thee in the unity of the Holy Ghost, God, world without end.

And for all you trads out there, here's the Latin.

Deus, cujus hodiérna die præcónium Innocentes Mártyres non loquéndo, sed moriéndo conféssi sunt: ómnia in nobis vitiórum mala mortífica; ut fidem tuam, quam lingua nostra lóquitur, étiam móribus vita fateátur. Per Dominum nostrum Jesum Christum Filium Tuum: Qui Tecum vivit et regnat in unitate Spiritus Sancti, Deus, Per omnia saecula saeculorum.

Concede, quaesumus, omnipotens Deus: ut nos Unigeniti Tui nova per carnem nativitas liberet; Quos sub peccati jugo vetustat servitus tenet. Per eúmdem Dóminum nostrum Jesum Christum Fílium tuum, qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitáte Spíritus Sancti, Deus, Per omnia saecula saeculorum.

Serious stuff, right? And now we can all get back to innocently enjoying Kwanzaa.

Kawaida,

LSP

Boxing Day MAGA

Have you noticed how much better Christmas was this year, as though a cloud of MillSoc (Millionaire Socialist) oppression had lifted from the land? We certainly did here in the Metrosprawl; no complaints.

The kids, who won't be kids much longer, woke up to stockings that included micro drones and almost fell over themselves with excitement. Thanks, LL, for the inspiration. Then we drove to Dallas to celebrate with the rest of the family.

I got a MAGA ornament to go with the PSG (Presidiential Snow Globe), which was pretty uplifting and some neat unicorn paraphernalia. Be magical, it tells us. Hard not too with America's popular and glamorous First Lady in the White House. Seriously, think of the alternative.

Nasty, right?  Unlike the neat boxing robots I got the kids. Perhaps you remember them from the '70s, Rock 'Em Sock 'Em; who knew these fighting 'bots were still being made. Perhaps they weren't and now they are, thanks to tax reform and putting America first.

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With that in mind, all the best for the Feast of St. Stephen and as always, MAGA.

Happy Boxing Day,

LSP

Melania Mondays! Christmas Special

Christmas, Monday, Melania. All of these words fit together which is why we're delighted to bring you a Melania Mondays! Christmas special. 

America's popular and glamorous First Lady is a devout Catholic but went ecumenical last night by attending an Episcopal church for Midnight Mass, Bethesda-by-the-Sea. The Rector, a former Navy Chaplain, preached about Nelson Mandela.

Undaunted by the sermon, the congregation gave Melania and her husband a standing ovation and who can blame them? The presidential couple are all about giving everyone a Merry Christmas instead of the miserable NWO "Happy Holidays."

After the service, Melania returned to Mar-a-Lago, which serves as a "Winter Whitehouse," where she spoke to children on the phone who'd called NORAD to locate Santa Claus. Melania is well known for her love of children.

Speaking at a Toys for Tots event at Joint Base Anacostia-Bolling earlier this year, Melania said, "It is my hope that during this holiday season, people will remember it is not about gifts - it is about family, service and gratitude. We must continue to look out for, and help each other.”

Thank you, First Lady, for looking out for our country and doing your part to make America great again. MAGA.

Merry Christmas!

LSP

Merry Christmas! And guess what, tomorrow's Melania Mondays! It just keeps on getting better and better.

Wishing you all a joyous Christmas,

LSP

Let It Snow

One of the best things about getting ready for Christmas is the Presidential Snow Globe, featuring Donald Trump in winning regalia. Shake the globe and let it snow.

It works well in the Kitchen

Next to a chunk of Steuben

On the dining room table

The top of a prayer book

Or Garden & Gun.

So let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

MAGA,

LSP

All Lit Up And Ready To Go

Dallas HQ looks good, all lit up and ready to go. Saying that, the tree was bought at the last minute and needed some attention. Still, it glitters like Christmas should and its ornaments shine back at you like old friends. Beautiful.

Buying last minute presents in the metrosprawl in near freezing rain was less beautiful but Half Price Books came in handy. You're not allowed to carry a gun in Half Price, leaving you rather less than half safe; fortunately no one was shot by an outraged anti-Christmas Muslim while I was there. 

The Game Stop allowed concealed carry, I think, which is perhaps unwise. Think of all the gun toting parents getting ready to unload on hideously overpriced gaming consoles, the games themselves, controllers, add-ons and the whole nine yards of the very expensive, destructive to young minds gaming industry. Anyway.

Back at the urban compound all was well and the light shineth in darkness. What do I want for Christmas? A good double, a ranch and the unity of Christendom.

Light it up,

LSP