I have very little sorrow for the Queen of England

Other than being one of the wealthiest people on welfare, her existence meant little… beyond showing how the US isn’t the only country against socio-political progress.

I will never understand why so many Americans, especially women, get all caught up in that inbred family’s affairs. The American Media is also guilty of wasting electrons on the one who married a mediocre actress; basic cable isn’t fame.

Obviously, many of you are tsk tsk‘ing me and/or saying, “Please don’t say such horrible things about the recently deceased. Elizabeth wasn’t all bad, she was just a figurehead.” HA! The old bat represented a dying empire in which the sun never set on their flag…and the blood never dried. Sadly, Amerika has taken their place along via the mythical “special relationship.” Ugh! There’s nothing special about a sickness infecting our resident WASPS and wannabes in Amerika, it’s called Anglophilia. I have nothing against the average English person, hell, I rather like them. They’re much like all nice people, they just want to get through their day and have a good time. It’s the people in power, namely the Tories propping up this disgusting family (see Epstein’s former client Andrew) who are the problem. Elizabeth was a privileged asshole who didn’t think she had to pay taxes until Parliament made it happen. She still thought it was the 19th Century.

For me, the queen was the focal point of what’s wrong with royalty and monarchs. As a descendent of people her ancestors shit on and/or murdered in their quest for empire, she deserves our collective scorn; many Irish chanted “Lizzie’s in a box” at a soccer game with my approval. She wasn’t just a mere figurehead in the Seventies as she abetted an illegal overthrow of a legitimately elected Australian Labour government at the CIA’s insistence. Don’t count on the Aussies to morn how she saved them from Socialism. You know the policy, it utilizes the government to aid the average person out instead of lining the pockets of the same old rich dickbags.

How glad I am to be heading out on vacation soon. In Las Vegas, there will be more energy and attention spent on the NFL’s opening weekend. I can avoid the repeat of 25 years ago when the queen’s ex-daughter-in-law died, forcing everyone to hear a terrible, reworked Elton John song ad nauseum. May the UK work toward becoming an actual republic but don’t hold your breath since Boorish Johnson paved the way for the horrendous second coming of Thatcher.

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