Please, dear reader, will you do Minge a small number of favours?
Look at this news story.
Now consider this: How long, do you suppose, it will be, after dissolution of the union, before the Picts tire of being ruled from Edinburgh?
I don't want a dissolution of the union, I don't want to be a foreigner in my own country. Would you want that for your poor little Minge, would you?
Of course, I'm looking at the question from an entirely selfish point of view.
Looking at it another way: Are there any sound social or economic arguments for the dissolution of the union? I can't see that there are. Or, perhaps, in my blind lust for brotherly love, friendship and social cohesion, I'm simply not looking for answers to questions I'd find difficult to accept.
Oh, yes, I did say there were favours, plural.
Please look at this story and then this one. Tell me what you think. Go on, I dare you.
Scotland's Roman Catholic leader said the real truth behind the figures was "blatant anti-Catholicism."
Scotland's Minge said, "Catholics are blatantly anti anything which isn't Catholic."
Scotland's sensible majority said, "An idiot is a stupid person with a mental age below three years, while a moron is a stupid person with a mental age of between seven to twelve years. Scotland's Roman Catholic leader is clearly not a moron."
Oh, have a look at this, too. Yes, and they preach peace and love. I know.
You couldn't make it up, could you, dear reader?
Am I anti-Catholic? No, not exclusively. I happen to think all organised religion does mankind no favours whatsoever.
I am a wicked boy, in the evil sense, not the fabulous sense. For this, I have the delicious Anjou Wu to thank.
Maintaining the theme, not only of Scotland but of separation, please click here to read 50 years in two paragraphs. You'll be glad you did, dear reader.