Showing posts with label Gawd bless 'em. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gawd bless 'em. Show all posts

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Remember, remember what actually happened


The demand that x, y or z "should be banned" is regularly heard these days – generally directed at things or ways of behaving that the demander personally doesn't like.

No matter how liberal, libertarian or laissez-faire an individual is most of the time, pick on something they subjectively object to and you can generally rely on the fascist within to surface and call for the coercive power of the state to be thrown behind the removal of other people's freedoms to do, be or have something they disapprove of.

So it is not without some trepidation and discomfort that I ask "why in god's name doesn't the government ban the public sale of fireworks?"

From now until around early December, every night is Bonfire Night for someone. As soon as it gets dark until around 11pm, someone somewhere within earshot of your house is going to be setting off small incendiary bombs for their own amusement without regard to the welfare of you, your kids, your pets, farm animals etc etc.

No doubt some of them will be maimed or killed – as they are every year – and a load of buildings will be burned down, either by stupidity or intentional malice or the combination of both that appears to be the hallmark of 21st century Britain.

It seems crazy to me that, when pretty much every other way of behaving anti-socially or self-destructively is on the Nanny State's agenda for eradication, the selling of explosives to children and drunks for use in their own homes is not higher up the list.

At the moment though, it's not just fireworks that are dragging out the whole Bonfire Night misery over an ever-growing stretch of the year. Disaffected middle class people the world over seem to have adopted the image of Guy Fawkes from the film V for Vendetta as in some way symbolic of their tiresome festival/holiday/protests against capitalism.

Never mind that every V mask purchased profits Time Warner (Dow Jones – TWX; current market capitalisation - around $35 billion; preferred economic system – capitalism). Guy Fawkes is a pretty crap symbol of anti-authoritarianism.

When he tried to blow up the Houses of Parliament and King James I in 1605, Fawkes and his pals were emphatically NOT doing it in the name of democracy, freedom, socialism, organic wind farms or anything else that our protesting friends would believe in.

He was, in fact, trying to kill a Protestant king in order to put a Catholic monarch on the throne. I've got nothing against Catholics TODAY, but the experience of sectarian strife under the last two explicitly Catholic British monarchs – Mary and James II – suggests this would have led to the destruction of any nascent democratic stirrings in a torrent of blood and burning heretics.

That's not to say, of course, that the Protestant royals of the time were any less inclined towards violent repression on religious grounds. The main problem, I reckon, was perhaps more that back then rulers felt that political power implied a right to slaughter not only anyone who didn't DO what they wanted them to do, but also didn't THINK what they wanted them to think.

Nevertheless, I think if you look at the history of Protestant countries and Catholic countries in Europe from the 1600s onwards, it seems reasonable to conclude that the former ended up rather more liberal and democratic a lot more quickly than the latter. That's just what happened in history, innit?

Anyway - in the same way that pseudo radicals are content to forget that dear old Che Guevara ordered the execution of civilians because he looks good on a T shirt, only someone who didn't really have a clue what Guy Fawkes was trying to achieve would adopt him as a democratic icon. 

Thursday, May 26, 2011

'King Boring










It is simply not good enough in these times that the monarchy carries on with its dreary rules on naming kings and queens.

Look at them all (up there). If they ever get a crack of the whip, Prince Charles will be King Charles the Third and Prince William will be King William the Fifth. YAWN.

Were you even aware there was a William the Fourth (1830-1837)? I think the sole evidence of his existence is in pub names.

Way back when, monarchs had much better titles than they do today – and I think that reviving some of these traditions is essential if the Royals are to have continuing relevance after we the public have forgotten about Pippa Middleton's arse.

Broadly, there are two alternatives to the tedious, backward-looking numerical sequence.

  • The Viking approach – giving your monarch a (not always complimentary) nickname on the basis of some characteristic. For example, Harald Bluetooth and multiple Sven Forkbeards.
  • The "the" approach – much more common throughout history, you've got [First name] the [What are they like?]. Hence, William the Conqueror, Charles the Bald, William the Silent, Pepin the Short, August the Strong, Joanna the Mad and my personal favourite (and a Viking exception to the breakdown suggested, no less) Ivar the Boneless.

A short digression on August the Strong. He was – amongst other things - King of Poland in the late 17th and early 18th century.

Back then, the King of Poland was "elected" – which meant in practice that it was a runners-up prize offered by other rulers to aristocratic Europeans unlikely to get to the Big Chair in their own countries.

Managing director of the IMF anyone? PARP PARP.

And "the Saxon Hercules" allegedly fathered 365 children in his time, so "the rutting chimpanzee" has a bit of catching up to do.

Anyway, back to our own unimpeachably admirable Saxe-Coburg-Gothas.

Sometimes, you have to go backwards to go forwards.

And I think that the public could really learn to love King Charles the Big-Eared or King Charles the Tedious.

Indeed, I am normally of a fairly republican frame of mind, but even I would be glad to get behind the monarchy if we were looking at King William Horseface or – better yet - King Harold Gingernuts.