06-02-2005, 12:04 AM
Constitutional monarchies my rosy red ass.
I aint calling nobody "Your Highness" "Your Excellency" or any of that hooey. I grew up in an environment where one class of people expected another class of people to kiss their ass just because they thought their skin colour made them the Shiznit. I didn't buy it then, I don't buy it now, and I believe that even the idea of "Constitutional Monarchies" are a paradoxial contradictory term at best, and an outright lie at worst. Of course, I may have a skewed view of "constitutional" so take that into account. A king by any other name is still some twit that sits on some chair stroking his sceptre on some huge power trip.
I just don't like it. Something about the whole thing just irks me. Don't take it personal folk.
I aint calling nobody "Your Highness" "Your Excellency" or any of that hooey. I grew up in an environment where one class of people expected another class of people to kiss their ass just because they thought their skin colour made them the Shiznit. I didn't buy it then, I don't buy it now, and I believe that even the idea of "Constitutional Monarchies" are a paradoxial contradictory term at best, and an outright lie at worst. Of course, I may have a skewed view of "constitutional" so take that into account. A king by any other name is still some twit that sits on some chair stroking his sceptre on some huge power trip.
I just don't like it. Something about the whole thing just irks me. Don't take it personal folk.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."