Friday, 20 January 2017

The Inauguration of President Donald J Trump

Ronald Reagun's Oath Of Office

Constitutional Matters Matter. (It’s why we voted LEAVE)

Ang Ryman, Going Postal
There are so many unsung heroes, thousands, that contributed at different times and in different ways to the achievement of a Leave vote in the Referendum on 23rd June 2016. Now I am not a lawyer (hurrah!). Not that one needs to be to study the law, but there are many who do study it, deeply. Richard North is a name that will be familiar to many and to whom the term “Flexit” can be credited. So much time, so many hours of study and learning – a part played. An acquaintance of mine, NickC, is one such student and has some time ago corresponded at length with Richard North. Freedom and our freedoms are paramount; British Law must prevail once these dark days of Europhilia are behind us. But we are where we are.

NickC has kindly shared his thoughts on the “Gina Miller” case, which others of a ‘legal anorak’ persuasion may wish to share their thoughts on below the line, though as many will be aware – No-one Reads The Comments.

“….The constitutional basis of the court case won by "Gina Miller" is that the government (i.e. the executive) cannot use its prerogative powers to remove "rights" enacted by Parliament. That principle is absolutely fundamental to our freedom under the law. I support it completely.  However, The High Court was persuaded by the claimant's lawyers that the principle defined above was applicable.

Thursday, 19 January 2017

Question Time with Going Postal, 19th January 2017

Question Time with Going-Postal.Net

David Dimbleby chairs topical debate from Peterborough.

On the panel are transport secretary Chris Grayling (Wet), shadow foreign secretary Emily Thornberry (Really? FFS), broadcaster Piers Morgan (Cunt, no question), American author Lionel Shriver (Almost certainly a far-left loon) and the co-editor of The Conservative Woman website, Laura Perrins (Babe?).

You are what you eat

Bassman, Going Postal
I was reminded in a discussion with Mrs Bassman (yes, we do have them) that in our youngest days the only place you could lay your hands on olive oil was inside the medicine cupboard. Its sole function was to loosen earwax, working away beneath a layer of cotton wool. It was commonplace to see people in the street with cotton wool in an ear as it was to see a one-legged man, or a child with a blocked-out spectacles lens (National Health, of course,) to correct a lazy eye. I recall that my mother's medicine cupboard also contained a dropper bottle of tincture of cannabis for relieving toothache. Absolutely no connection was made with narcotics. I digress. Not only was olive oil missing from the cooking repertoire, but I don't recall the presence of any herbs apart from mint, the onlie begetter of mint sauce for lamb. Nothing alcoholic was ever sloshed into an aromatic sauce, Keith Floyd-style; no cream was ever whipped up, no pasta - well, no pasta. The nearest we came to the joys of the Italian cucina was a tin of Heinz spaghetti which, it has to said, I enjoyed on a slice of toast. I don't want to lapse into a "lived in a rolled-up newspaper" contest. We are not quite talking post-war here, and although rationing existed in my childhood I don't really remember it. In fact, things were probably improving as far as my war-weary parents were concerned. They were on the property ladder and my father had a good job. My mother's problem - and I see this now in hindsight - was that she wasn't a very good cook. I was aware that cooking could be of a higher standard, because her own mother, my nan, was better. Mind you, she had the wonderful produce of a Lincolnshire garden to play with. She also deployed brown sugar from a blue bag, something that seemed to elude my poor mum. So there we have it. My diet was constrained by the ingredients available and my mother's lack of skill (and interest, I now think) in the kitchen. It must have been so boring for her to come up with meals from scratch every day. Shopping bags had to be made of durable materials in those days, so frequently were they used. There were flashes of pleasure: a lemon meringue, home-made chips, tinned peaches with condensed milk, but, alas, the picture was more one of boiling cabbage, plain cakes and indifferent pastry.

Wednesday, 18 January 2017

Manners maketh the Lady and Gentleman

Colliemum, Going Postal
Having read the nice article on Profanity here at GP: (,
I felt the urge to think about manners - the opposite, one assumes, of profanity and came to an astonishing conclusion.

In the first place, we all assume that profanity is used exclusively by the ‘lower classes’, sniff, and that a proper Hyacinth Bucket would therefore never demean herself by using swear words: too lowering.
Well - yes, but the funny thing is that, as always, it’s only the straight-laced Middle Classes who think so. The aristocracy sees nothing wrong with using ‘strong language’, nor do the ‘lower orders’. It was the Great Duke (you know by now who that is, don’t you?) who used the word ‘scum’ when describing his soldiers - a word lovingly used nowadays by those who deem themselves to be ‘working class’ to ‘demean’ the despised middle class, and never mind that they themselves come from well to-do middle class families with a great education. They use it because they think using such words makes them, ahem, ‘working class’ - but they are behind the times, and show yet again that they have understood nothing.

PMQs with Going Postal, 18th January 2017

Going Postal
Gif EJ

PMQs live stream here on Going Postal TV.

Tuesday, 17 January 2017

Oh, the profanity!

Going Postal
It's long been associated with anger and coarseness but profanity can have another, more positive connotation. Psychologists have learned that people who frequently curse are being more honest. Writing in the journal Social Psychological and Personality Science a team of researchers from the Netherlands, the UK, the USA and Hong Kong report that people who use profanity are less likely to be associated with lying and deception.

Profanity is obscene language which, in some social settings is considered inappropriate and unacceptable. It often refers to language that contains sexual references, blasphemy or other vulgar terms. It's usually related to the expression of emotions such as anger, frustration or surprise. But profanity can also be used to entertain and win over audiences.