BS...
They made her a dame and she writes that?
Mantel is an interesting author but somewhat a ding bat.
The trouble with this idea is that if the Monarchy ceases, so does the entire hierarchy, all of them who owe their titles and their allegiances to the Throne.
You know, Dukes, Duchesses, Earls, Lords, Ladies, etc.
And I don’t think they will let this happen, even if they have to put Meghan on the throne.
Don’t bet big money on it.
I don’t know much about the Royal family and dukes and earls and all.of that. However, nowadays aren’t they mere figureheads, with no real authority?
Isn’t a title such as Duchess of Sussex something akin to being a Kentucky Colonel?
Finally so good news about British royals.
“Royal” parasites if you ask me.
If William lives as long as his grandfather he would rule until 2080.
That’s a long distance to be making predictions about.
I have nothing really against the royal family, but it is a bit silly. When it comes down to it, what’s the point? Tourism? They serve no real purpose.
For your interest.
I’m sure Harry and his Grifter wife love hearing this news.
The Crown will survive.
The Grifters will divorce.
They are going to send the whole royalty to be sitiated at one end of the London Bridge in Lake Havasu, AZ.
Then it will be A Bridge To Farce.
They are a cultural institution and yuge tourist attraction.
ARTHUR: Old woman!
DENNIS: Man!
ARTHUR: Man. Sorry. What knight lives in that castle over there?
DENNIS: I'm thirty-seven.
ARTHUR: I-- what?
DENNIS: I'm thirty-seven. I'm not old.
ARTHUR: Well, I can't just call you 'Man'.
DENNIS: Well, you could say 'Dennis'.
ARTHUR: Well, I didn't know you were called 'Dennis'.
DENNIS: Well, you didn't bother to find out, did you?
ARTHUR: I did say 'sorry' about the 'old woman', but from the behind you looked--
DENNIS: What I object to is that you automatically treat me like an inferior!
ARTHUR: Well, I am King!
DENNIS: Oh, King, eh, very nice. And how d'you get that, eh? By exploiting the workers! By 'anging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society. If there's ever going to be any progress with the--
WOMAN: Dennis, there's some lovely filth down here. Oh! How d'you do?
ARTHUR: How do you do, good lady? I am Arthur, King of the Britons. Who's castle is that?
WOMAN: King of the who?
ARTHUR: The Britons.
WOMAN: Who are the Britons?
ARTHUR: Well, we all are. We are all Britons, and I am your king.
WOMAN: I didn't know we had a king. I thought we were an autonomous collective.
DENNIS: You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship: a self-perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes--
WOMAN: Oh, there you go bringing class into it again.
DENNIS: That's what it's all about. If only people would hear of--
ARTHUR: Please! Please, good people. I am in haste. Who lives in that castle?
WOMAN: No one lives there.
ARTHUR: Then who is your lord?
WOMAN: We don't have a lord.
ARTHUR: What?
DENNIS: I told you. We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as a sort of executive officer for the week,...
ARTHUR: Yes.
DENNIS: ...but all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special bi-weekly meeting...
ARTHUR: Yes, I see.
DENNIS: ...by a simple majority in the case of purely internal affairs,...
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: ...but by a two-thirds majority in the case of more major--
ARTHUR: Be quiet! I order you to be quiet!
WOMAN: Order, eh? Who does he think he is? Heh.
ARTHUR: I am your king!
WOMAN: Well, I didn't vote for you.
ARTHUR: You don't vote for kings.
WOMAN: Well, how did you become King, then?
ARTHUR: The Lady of the Lake,...
[angels sing] ...her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water signifying by Divine Providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. [singing stops]
That is why I am your king!
DENNIS: Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
ARTHUR: Be quiet!
DENNIS: Well, but you can't expect to wield supreme executive power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!
ARTHUR: Shut up!
DENNIS: I mean, if I went 'round saying I was an emperor just because some moistened bint had lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away!
ARTHUR: Shut up, will you? Shut up!
DENNIS: Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system.
ARTHUR: Shut up!
DENNIS: Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help! Help! I'm being repressed!
ARTHUR: Bloody peasant!
DENNIS: Oh, what a give-away. Did you hear that? Did you hear that, eh? That's what I'm on about. Did you see him repressing me? You saw it, didn't you?
Everything ends.
It’s been around more than a thousand years. Of course, it has changed quite a bit from the days of warrior kings like William the Conqueror. But that change is just a sign of the durability of the institution. They might change again, and even the House of Windsor may end, but the monarchy is going nowhere, unless there is a catastrophe of epic proportion around the world.
Oh I don’t know... The Windsors have a genius for one thing: maintaining throne-bum contact. The British Monarchy could go on for another 1,000 years or so.