King Charles was in a sticky wicket recently. And for an old reason …
The French! Mon Dieu! They were revolting again. I mean, having a revolution, or a protest, or just burning things because they didn’t want to retire two years later. THAT was why they burned their various City Halls! Mon Dieu, imagine if their rights to freedom or privacy were invaded! Imagine if they were starving because their King hoarded all the food! Imagine if their airhead Queen said, “Let ‘em eat cake…” Now there’s a reason to riot!
King Chuck isn’t used to revolution. He didn’t want his ermine robe and bowler hat to get stained by the blood of the unwashed masses, so instead of France, he headed to Germany, where members of his old family once lived and helped start World War One with his British family members. When rich and powerful families fight, it’s called a World War, and you have no choice but to die in it … for the good of the nation, of course.
In Germany, Chuck said things comparing German and British democracy, and having to protect them from … he didn’t say Russia … but it was Russia …
I chuckled when he said democracy. Him? Who voted him into power? Ah, I see, that’s how it has always been done and it’s too late to stop now so just shut up and let him take free money every year and turn his kids and grandkids into royal persons, with their own free bank accounts, and stick his head on the money and stamps and have the minions swear by his name to tell the truth, the whole truth … and when can this old joke be over … and lie back and think of democracy.
Funny stuff, Chuck. Who can’t stay home and deal with Harry and “his wife,” so he and Camilla go on tour. Next up, off to Spain to talk about the Armada … and democracy, once again.
