I find the whole thing quite disturbing.
Here we have a man, part Dutch and part Irish but masquerading as an English gentleman, a man who proclaims to like the finer things in life, a man who will openly lecture others on issues of courtesy, manners and protocol.
Yet he is a man who is defending, championing even, street shítting.
It's a perfectly natural function, b. This western obsession with locking it away as if something to be ashamed of confuses me.
Even Her Majesty gooes poopoo. And in her younger days, who is to say that she didn't occasionally enjoy the sense of freedom and sheer joie de vivre which accompanies voiding one's bowels whilst enjoying a cooling breeze.