Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Melania Mondays! White Hat Special

America's popular and glamorous First Lady succeeded yet again in dazzling viewers with simple elegance as she welcomed Rothschild toy boy, rainbow Napoleon, NWO puppet Macron and his his weather beaten wife, Brigitte, into the White House.

Melania stunned onlookers with her custom HervĂ© Pierre white hat. Even CNN had to admit the state visit was Melania's moment. 

Without speaking a word, dressed in a white Michael Kors Collection asymmetrical blazer and skirt -- and an eye-catching, custom-made Hervé Pierre hat -- Melania Trump spoke volumes. This was her house, her dinner and her terms.

Here at Melania Mondays! we've known this all along. Don't cross the First Lady, and if you do, you're a fool. Take note, Vogue, Vanity Fair and all the rest of the lying, corrupt, impure, mendacious, smug, hypocritical mainstream media.

And just to reinforce the point, White Hats rule this town now. Well done Melania, for doing your part to make America great again.

Always MAGA,


Monday, April 23, 2018


America loves a superhereo and here at the Compound we're no exception. Enter Wall Might, battling against the Shadow Government and Swamp Creatures, with the help of E Pluribus Unum, his power source.

Now in its third printing, My Hero Magademia is:

America's champion, and the Shadow Government and Swamp Creatures aren't happy about it! They are unleashing a relentless barrage of attacks on those they've dubbed 'The Deplorables', men and women who tap into and grant Wall Might his power. 

Up-and-coming young hero Maiku wants nothing more than to defend his homeland from the forces both assaulting it from outside and poisoning it from within. An unexpected invitation from his hero puts young Maiku in a trial by fire adventure as the Swamp Creatures lay siege to the highest office in the land.

With Wall Might's guidance and a sample of his power source, the E Pluribus Unum, Maiku-kun will find the strength to fight... AND TO WIN!

My Hero Magademia comes from the creators of the hit graphic novel, Thump The First Bundred Days. 

Thump had stellar reviews,  "Deplorable, but adorable. I love these drawings and believe that every true Trumper should have one on their coffee table to confound whatever liberal friends they have left," Chuck Dixon. 

You can buy My Hero Megademia here and Thump here.



St. George's Day

It's the Feast of St. George, so here's a prayer.

FAITHFUL servant of God and invincible martyr, Saint George; favored by God with the gift of faith, and inflamed with an ardent love of Christ, thou didst fight valiantly against the dragon of pride, falsehood, and deceit.
Neither pain nor torture, sword nor death could part thee from the love of Christ.

I fervently implore thee for the sake of this love to help me by thy intercession to overcome the temptations that surround me, and to bear bravely the trials that oppress me, so that I may patiently carry the cross which is placed upon me; and let neither distress nor difficulties separate me from the love of Our Lord Jesus Christ.
Valiant champion of the Faith, assist me in the combat against evil, that I may win the crown promised to them that persevere unto the end. Amen.
England forever.

God bless,


Sunday, April 22, 2018

Macron Loves Putin

Unpopular French leader, Emmanuel Macron, expressed his love of Russian President, Vladimir Putin, in a recent interview, calling Putin "strong," "tough" and "smart."


"He's strong and smart," said the French leaderene, who isn't gay and went on to applaud Putin's virility. "He is extremely tough," gushed Macron, whilst claiming intimacy with the Russian strongman.

Don't Say Abra

"I respect him. I know him. I'm lucid. I want to work with him," stated 36 year old Macron. The French Premiere then put himself on a pedestal, likening himself to Putin.


“I am an equal of Putin," declared Macron, "By the way, Putin understands me. And I decided to strike Syria in order to convey to Putin that we are also part of this.”


Macron claims that he is not a homosexual degenerate. He is happily married to his 64 year old wife, Brigitte.

Repugnant False Flag

Vladimir Putin remains Russia's autocrat Czar and, some would say, new Constantine.

A third Rome there shall never be.

Go hard,


Saturday, April 21, 2018

Illuminati Sex Cult Exposed

Allison Mack

Have you heard of NXIVM, the self-help marketing organization founded by Keith Raniere in 1998? You know, the one that had a top tier of wealthy female sex slaves, branded with Raniere's initials and forced into a life of servitude and strict diet. 

Keith Raniere

Painful, surely, and if it looks, sounds and acts like an occult group of rich, Crowleyite, Thelematic degenerates, so be it. But hold on, this has to be the stuff of conspiracy and fantasy? Not so fast. 

A Typical NXIVM Brand

In March, 2018, Raniere was hauled out of his getaway $10k a week Mexican villa by police and brought to justice in the US, where he faces charges of sex trafficking and forced labor.


Smallville actress, Allison Mack, who'd been hiding out in Mexico with Raniere, was also arrested on similar charges. Mack allegedly ran Raniere's sex slave ring.

Also, according to Twitter, Mack's all in favor of Marina Abramovic. You might remember Abra, she's the hermetic performance artist behind spirit cooking.

Connect the dots or not, it's up to you.

Carry on,


A Conjuring Trick With Bones

A day late and a couple of decades short but rest in peace, apostate  bishop, David Jenkins, onetime prelate of Durham.

Back when you were alive you mocked the resurrection as a "conjuring trick with bones," and York Minster was struck by lightning and gutted by fire.

Undaunted, a sturdy third of CofE clergy are with you on the resurrection and a solid 50% express the same kind of doubt about the Virgin Birth.

Roll those bones and see if you come out ahead.

God bless,


Friday, April 20, 2018

So I Went For A Stroll, Dixie

It's not easy having to look at the face of Lyin' Self-Promotin' Comey, leering out at you from myriad screens. Sometimes you have to escape, and that's what I did, strolling through the spacious boulevards of asset stripped rural Texas.

Albanians Run This Place

The cotton's gone now, mostly, but a lot of the bricks and mortar remain of former wealth, albeit re-purposed, and I like that, it gives a sparseness to things and a feel of the frontier. 

Chip & Joanna?

The Spring air is crisp and clear too, unlike the smog you breathe in the plastic sided monstrosity of the Metrosprawl, and that's a benefit all to itself.


You may be surprised to know that this town has no plans for removing its Confederate War memorial, unlike Dallas.

Go on, come and take it,


Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Fish, You Fool, And The Ghosts Of The Brazos

The sun was shining, the air was crisp and it seemed right to go fishing; Genius Patrol weren't invited, their job was to stay behind and guard the Compound.

A short drive later I was at Soldier's Bluff or Sosebee's Bluff, named after George Sosebee who left Georgia in the 1870s to escape the "odious" Reconstruction Government after the Civil War.
Reconstruction reached its most odious stages in the mid '70's and George Sosebee determined that he could stand no more of it. On the raw frontier, he reasoned, there must exist a place where no Reconstruction Official or carpetbagger would venture.

By 1875 Sosebee had found his frontier, where the Big Rocky Creek tumbled through a limestone precipice overlooking the Brazos river in Bosque County. 

Carpet Baggers

Today, Sosebee's Brazos is gone, inundated by the Corps of Engineers' dam which was built in the 1950s. Still, the tops of his limestone bluffs remain and you can fish from them, sometimes with spectacular results.

With that in mind, the lake was choppy and surging, thanks to a fierce North East wind, and I wondered if the expedition'd be a bust. "How's the action, kids?" I asked a professional crew of youngsters who'd set up on the shore with an impressive array of surf casting rods. They said it wasn't bad, holding up a very respectable Largemouth.

Inspired by success, I cast off with a plastic minnow allied to an earthworm and sure enough started getting bumps and tugs; fish were out there, no doubt about it. But could I close the deal?

It took a while but then, BOOM, a fish was on, pulling out the drag and glinting silver in the topwater. At first I thought it was a Drum but no, it was a decent young Bass around 12". I put him back and reflected on the towns flooded by the dam, including Towash, across the way from the bluffs. In case you wondered, Towash wasn't Cheltenham:

On January 5, 1870, Hardin was playing cards with Benjamin Bradley in Towash, Hill County, Texas. Hardin was winning almost every hand, which angered Bradley, who then threatened to "cut out his liver" if he won again. Bradley drew a knife and a six-shooter. Hardin claimed he was unarmed and excused himself, but claims that later that night, Bradley came looking for him. Bradley allegedly fired a shot at Hardin, which missed. Hardin drew both his pistols and returned fire, one shot striking Bradley's head and the other his chest. Dozens of people saw this fight, and from them there is a good record of how Hardin had used his guns. His holsters were sewn into his vest, so that the butts of his pistols pointed inward across his chest. He crossed his arms to draw. Hardin claimed this was the fastest way to draw, and he practiced every day. A man called "Judge Moore", who held Hardin's stakes of money and a pistol, but refused to give them up without Bradley's consent, "vanished. Later Hardin admitted killing two men in Hill County Texas - Donald Long.

Here's another account, fictional but I'd say on the money.

...in 1865 Towash made a big sign... Texas-style. It boasted the Boles racetrack, which attracted the sports and gamblers from as far away as Hot Springs, Arkansas. There was a hand ferry across the Brazos and close by a grist mill powered by a huge water wheel. Dryer & Jenkins was the trading store. There was a barbershop that did very little business and six saloons that did a lot, dispensing red-eye... raw. Typical of many towns in the Texas of 1867, there was no law except that made by each man with his own ‘craw sand.’ Occasionally the Regulators of Austin rode in... always in large groups... more for protection than law enforcement. 

I reeled in the Bass and cast off for more, while the ghosts of the Brazos lay heavy on the lake.

Tight lines,


Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Hot Tub

Because this popular mind blog's all about Texan country life, it seems only right to include rural street art. I call this installation Hot Tub.

Keep it clean,


Stormy's Sketch

Internet twitter sleuths have been hot on the trail of the man who allegedly threatened Stormy Daniels, ever since the world famous prostitute released a sketch of him.

One investigator, SKIRT, identified the suspect, "This looks like Tom Brady which is funny until you realize that 2018 has no rules so it's actually possible it was Tom Brady." 

A court drawing provided further evidence.

Yes, Tom Brady.

Justice must and will be served.


No Gas Says Fisk And Where Are The Missiles?

Via ZeroHedge:

Robert Fisk's bombshell first-hand account for the UK Independent runs contrary to nearly every claim circulating in major international press concerning what happened just over week ago on April 7th in an embattled suburb outside Damascus: not only has the veteran British journalist found no evidence of a mass chemical attack, but he's encountered multiple local eyewitnesses who experienced the chaos of that night, but who say the gas attack never happened.

According to Fisk and a doctor he interviewed in Douma, the video of people suffering from gas was in fact brought on by a dust storm and Syrian army shelling, then compounded by a false gas alarm, which caused people to douse themselves with water. You can read the whole thing here if you haven't already.

Then there's missiles, an awful lot of them, fired at just three targets. Joe Quin, writing at SOTT, offers a counter narrative, based on Russian radar reports and analysis of the target sites. He smells a rat:

But this then posed another problem. How to distribute the 100+ missiles among only 3 locations? Should they divide them equally, 33 (or so) at the HIAST buildings and 33 each at the two Homs locations? But would the visible damage tally with the reported number of missiles? The two locations outside Homs were problematic because they were in open farmland and the buildings were far too small to plausibly cover up the missing impact craters. There was only one thing for it: the HIAST target, with its 3 sizable towerblocks, would have to take the lion's share of the missing missiles. The outrageous number of 76, to be exact.

You can read the whole thing here.

Perhaps Fisk's a shill, Quin's a conspiracy theorist, Russian, Assadite dupe and we should take the Pentagon's report at face value. But if we do, let's not forget the old adage, War's a Racket.