Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Three Hundred And Forty-0ne
Monday Good Morning, my happy readers, and a happy Bank Holiday Monday to you. It was dry and sunny when I woke up, but a little breezy when I popped out before my Felix. Mind [more…]
Articles by Going Postal
Fiction
Bombs and Betrayal, Chapter Seventeen
A Range Rover was waiting for him, inside were three armed guards, it didn’t take long to reach the police station. The car was parked within the complex, Dave was expected, he produced his MI5 [more…]
America
Crossing the Atlantic, Departure
Over the years I have read many books regarding the Battle of the Atlantic and the role of the U-boat. This was largely due to a guy I once worked with suggesting I read a [more…]
Communism
Hans-Hermann Hoppe: “The State is the greatest parasite in history”
I have long admired Hans-Hermann Hoppe and closely followed his work for over a decade, as in my view, his is one of the most uncompromising, intellectually courageous and rigorous voices in the Austrian tradition. [more…]
Communism
Questionable Ethics, Philosophical Guidelines, and the Art of Profiting from Instability (Part 2)
To trace every milestone in the storied career of George Soros would be a Sisyphean task, yet certain pivotal moments demand illumination — moments that forged the path to his vast fortune, a wealth that, [more…]
18th Century
John Walker: The Man Who Gave the World a Light
In 1826 a Stockton chemist scraped a dirty stirring stick across a rough hearth and invented the friction match. He sold fire by the tin for a shilling, refused to patent the idea and told [more…]
Fiction
Némésis, Ch 1 – Prologue
In this work of fiction I have used the term The Islamic State of Iraq and the Levant (ISIL) rather than the more familiar Islamic State of Iraq and Syria (ISIS). The term Daesh (al-Dawlah [more…]
Animals
Larry’s Diary, Week Three Hundred And Forty
Monday Good morning, my happy readers. It’s the start of another week of madness in Westminster and lots of tales from your ageing cat reporter. It was a little chilly overnight. I woke up in [more…]
Fiction
Bombs and Betrayal, Chapter Sixteen
The printer had stopped, he took off the sheets and sat down. “Jane,” he looked across at her, she was still on the phone, he waited until she had finished. “He will be here within [more…]