Thursday, July 07, 2011

"Princes, the dregs of their dull race...."


Why for a mere $4,000 a campesino one might approach the royal couple, watch Prince William lead his fellow polo players, and then see Kate present her most bodacious tits the trophy to the winning team.

Article I, Section 9, Clause 8, US Con.:

“ No title of nobility shall be granted by the United States: and no person holding any office of profit or trust under them, shall, without the consent of the Congress, accept of any present, emolument, office, or title, of any kind whatever, from any king, prince, or foreign state."


An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king,--

Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flow

Through public scorn, mud from a muddy spring,--

Rulers who neither see, nor feel, nor know,

But leech-like to their fainting country cling,

Till they drop, blind in blood, without a blow,--

A people starved and stabbed in the untilled field,--

An army which liberticide and prey

Makes as a two-edged sword to all who wield,--

Golden and sanguine laws which tempt and slay;

Religion Christless, Godless, a book sealed,--

A Senate--Time's worst statute unrepealed,--

Are graves from which a glorious Phantom may

Burst to illumine our tempestuous day.

(PB Shelley)

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