Saturday, November 08, 2003

Another nail in the coffin.

So the whole world knows what Prince Charles didn't, repeat didn't do. And frankly, who cares? Speculating that there are strange goings on in the sexual lives of the British royals is like suspecting a streak of right-wing tendency in the Nazi party. Goes with the territory. Centuries of, shall we say, selective breeding have hardly created a template for normality in the Windsors.

Couldn't care less if Charles is gay. Hope he is. Good luck to him, it doesn't matter a toss to me. But I'll cheer anything that discredits the royals a little bit more with the British public. Their very existence corrodes our democracy and cheapens our citizenship (we're all "subjects" anyway - subjected to this nonsense day in day out). The best thing that can come out of this media circus is we'll maybe step a bit nearer to being a republic. The French, of course, had a unique solution to ridding themselves of aristocracy. I wouldn't personally favour public beheadings of our esteemed royals, but this constant trial by media that they're experiencing is probably the modern day equivalent.

They're all just so embarrassing. Whenever I see the Queen on the news in some country or other, representing our nation wearing some awful flowery dress and a big hat I just cringe inside. Is this the symbol we want to send out to the world? A septuagenarian with bad dress sense? Almost a perfect metaphor for Britain really.

Get rid of her, all her family and their dreadful horsey hangers on. They are a shameful anachronism and an appalling example of all the worst things that this country still clings to: inherited wealth, privilege and power have no place in a supposedly meritocratic liberal democracy. Off with their heads!