If you are a Real American — how can you get caught up the royal fever over the pending marriage of William and Kate? Didn’t we race from the crown and found our own country with war because we didn’t want to have anything to do with inherited leadership — other than, of course, repeatedly electing our very own American Royals to ongoing public office: The Kennedys and the Bushes.
Why should we care about that discredited, disruptive family in the UK? We should be mocking their self-importance and irrelevance, not celebrating their bratty lives.
Englishman Christopher Hitchens gets it right:
For Prince William at least it was decided on the day of his birth what he should do: Find a presentable wife, father a male heir (and preferably a male “spare” as well), and keep the show on the road. By yet another exercise of that notorious “magic,” it is now doubly and triply important that he does this simple thing right, because only his supposed charisma can save the country from what monarchists dread and republicans ought to hope for: King Charles III. (Monarchy, you see, is a hereditary disease that can only be cured by fresh outbreaks of itself.) An even longer life for the present queen is generally hoped for: failing that a palace maneuver that skips a generation and saves the British from a man who—like the fruit of the medlar—went rotten before he turned ripe.
The New York Times reports that the impending royal wedding isn’t going great guns with rapturous interest here in America, so perhaps there’s faith still left in the preservation of the Union:
A third of women under 40 are following news of the wedding at least somewhat closely, as are more than 4 in 10 women who are 40 or older. In comparison, half of men are not following news of the wedding at all. …
Mary Nygaard, 67, of Washington, lived overseas for 25 years and has many British friends. Next week, she will join 27 women at a private home at 5 a.m., watch the proceedings on television and have an English breakfast (plus scones). “We’re going to wear special hats, and some of us will wear tiaras,” Mrs. Nygaard said. “It’s going to be so much fun.”
Most of us learned long ago that fairytales belong in storybooks and not in real life — and we directly witnessed the cruelty of the royals as we saw the diminution of Diana as a woman and a mother in the mist of the House of Windsor. We ran from their shores for a reason.