They show that lovely gowns, jewel-encrusted crowns, fairytale parties and trips around the world ARE the norm for at least some lucky Royals. Looking like they stepped off a wedding cake, the duo, now with adorable toddlers in tow, somehow get invited, or invite themselves, to places where they spend an hour or two with the poor, and then enjoy fine dinners and entertainment with fellow royals; kings, sheiks, pharoahs, secret drug traffickers and terrorists, etc.
While the Duke was off inspecting drainpipes and reciting the alphabet, the Duchess and her most ambulatory of spawns, toured the debris from a recent bombing.
"What's all this then?" the Duchess giggled to her little boy. "Someone bad...forgot to put away a doll, and now it's all dirty and smashed. Doesn't that teach you something? Always ask your nanny to put away your toys for you."
The Duke and Duchess have no power to change laws, never speak out on anything, but simply traipse around the world looking at things and attending formal functions. They wander around like the Pope, but without any of that silly "blessing" stuff. They don't lay hands on the sick or the lame, or toss a fiverrrr to some heathen wearing a twisty piece of rag for a loin cloth. The idea is that if inferiors simply LOOK at them, they will be healed, inspired, or consider migrating to Great Britain.
They think they leave behind a lot of joy for showing off their pomp and rich circumstances. Are they surprised that their own country is the scene of bombings and beheadings, and that whites like themselves are targets all over Europe, Great Britain and America? It might be because some people look at their foolish touring and aree not amused. "In ceremonies of the horsemen, even the pawn must hold a grudge."
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