By which I do not mean the hapless baseball franchise. No, that archaic institution belongs in a living history museum, at best. (The king and queen, I mean. Not the Royals. Even if they do play like it sometimes.)
Via China Mieville.
‘We confess to having more respect and honour for the raggedest child of the poorest labourer in Ireland today than for any, even the most virtuous, descendant of the long array of murderers, adulterers and madmen who have sat upon the throne of England.’
Why people in this country founded upon the overthrow of monarchical tyranny take any interest in the doings of these inbred winners of the genetic lottery is beyond me.