It was difficult watching our new king the other day. With lots of references to his late mommy, he spoke some carefully crafted words to the Commonwealth. His tone was muted, his current consort out of sight. And like it or lump it, he is our king. He has had years of training for the job.
It seems to be the difference between having royals and having politicians. Our politicians lack the life-long training. Personally, I consider it degrading. Many years ago, they would cut the testicles off some young males to make them better body servants to the rich. Same idea, I guess. Aldous Huxley wrote something similar in Brave New World. It is all in the breeding.
After all, how could you compare a fat and fatuous politician such as Ontario premier Doug Ford passing down his legacy to nephew Michael Ford. The voters thought them of the same ilk. And do we blame Pierre Trudeau for not passing more of his DNA to his oldest son Justin? Or maybe the actor in Justin, would enjoy the role of king.
Or could you imagine Alberta premier Danielle Smith in the role of the queen? Could you? Would you?
One of the interesting questions that should be posed to royals is whether they are actually encouraged to kick over the traces at some point? Take the results of our king’s earlier taking of a young wife for the purpose of breeding future monarchs. The two young gentlemen of that union are quite different. Bill is a cheerful chap, with a pretty wife and lovely children. He lacks the nerve, verve and imagination of his younger brother Harry. They both seemed to be traumatized by the early death of their mother. Their mother was not raised a royal. She felt snubbed. She preferred to cavort in Paris with a man who appreciated her. She died there.
Our king had already gone back to the woman with whom he had been besotted before his marriage, during his marriage and after. She is now our queen consort.
But what is our king today? He is a convenience for Canada. He is a figurehead in absentia. His head will appear on our coins. We have little say in all of this. Royalty has its privileges.
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