So, I wake up today and see my news and Facebook home flooded with articles and videos about the royal baby. Birthed from the pussy of a royal woman in England. And as I am hearing about this and seeing people go bat-shit crazy over it, I have this one thought – who the fuck cares?
Really, that isn’t a rhetorical question. Who legitimately thinks that this is something worth getting absolutely nuts over? I mean, let’s look at this spawn and see what it represents. First, it is a spawn that is guaranteed wealth and luxury from the day it is born. It won’t have to work for anything. It won’t have to try hard to survive. It won’t get to know how the average family has it now, living paycheck to paycheck. It is guaranteed to have a life that is easy and simple, without it having to work for anything. Next, it is given status. This is a prince. This is royalty. Without having to do anything, it now has a position above the common man and woman. It’s 8 pounds and can only shit its diaper and it is above you in status. Finally, the status that it has been given is on the backs of the British taxpayers. The common man is literally helping pay for this little spawn’s wealth and luxury. Why does Britain cling to this antiquated garbage? The royalty is a symbol, you know. A symbol of the serfdom that their nation used to be. In a way, while nowhere near the serfs you used to be, you are still helping pay for the lifestyle that they get to have and giving them respect they haven’t earned.
So yeah, why exactly is everyone getting excited about this? Why is this a story that we even care about? With so many more pressing things happening, like America quickly forgetting that the NSA is spying on us every second of every day, or the fact that the middle class is disappearing as the rich grow more powerful, why do we talk about this like the birth of this royal spawn is anything even resembling important? It isn’t. It is a non-issue, except to maybe the blurbs part of a newspaper. That is all the press that this child deserves.
And that’s all I have to say about this. I won’t give that kid any more press than I have to. I have too much respect for what journalism is supposed to represent. Oh, and I bet you a silver nickel that America cares more about this than Britain. Correct me if I’m wrong.
Until next time, a quote,
“You, what are you? The brat of lucky parents who were related to a childless king. There is no such thing as royal blood. I believe we are what we make ourselves, and as such, you, Crown Princess, are nothing.” -Shannon Hale